Today, I went to buy some stamps for overseas use. The post office is in the drugstore, in the farthest back of it, so you have to walk through the whole store first.
Still, after ten years, I can’t help myself from comparing to the Swedish pharmacies [apotek]. There, you can’t buy much else but pills. They’re very white and formal … feels almost like a sterile environment. They have loosened up a little bit, so they now carry shampoos, deodorants and a few other items … moisturizers … all of them strictly controlled by the Swedish answer to FDA.
That’s what makes it so much fun to roam around in North American drugstores! Make-up, perfume, sunglasses, greeting cards, milk, bananas, cat food … you name it! I even bought a telephone there once!
Our drugstore here is relatively small — I’ve been in other ones, both in the States and in Quebec City — but still they have all that stuff. It’s just a different «drugstore culture», I guess … but it’s nice! 🙂