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Before I know it I am holding tons of bags and waiting for my bus back to Port Authority in Times Square.

I find myself with a few bags and started chatting with the girl standing behind me in the queue. She bought socks, which she regretted.

“Buyer’s remorse? How about me? I bought all of this stuff I don’t really need, except maybe one sunglasses,” I thought to myself.

I told her, “I wasn’t really planning on buying anything, but here I am.” I try to justify my purchases.

I don’t like designer stuff, or so I say.

Of course I like designer stuff, but I’d rather spend my money in experiences, travel or courses. Yes, courses, you would be surprised how much I spent my money on that department.

Never stop learning, and the best investment is you.

But that doesn’t mean I didn’t want to go to Gucci “just to have a look”. The queue was crazy from the moment I arrived and all the way up until 8:00 p.m. when I decided to leave the outlet. I didn’t make it to Gucci, but I did make it to Furla.

I got out of the bus and made sure to know where is the pickup location to head to when I want to go back to Port Authority.

The first thing I see is the Information Center, and people queuing up. Ok, the first thing I saw was actually the different stores. I asked, “Why are people queuing up here?” A nice lady answered me and said, “You get additional discounts with the voucher they give you.”

I didn’t have to think twice and queued up. It was also warm inside and freezing cold outside so I didn’t mind the queue.

After I got my discount vouchers and the outlet map, I started wandering and thought I might as well check it out first, and then go into the stores. To tell you the truth, I didn’t have the chance to get into my favorite stores, for the simple reason that people queued like crazy in front of those stores. Gucci, Burberry, Ralph Lauren, and Tommy Hilfiger were the craziest. Most of the stores had long queues.

The weather was cold, like 1 or 2 degrees Celsius. Let me remind you, I live in Dubai, which is smoking hot all year long. I couldn’t simply stand the cold and wasn’t willing to stand in the queues.

It’s like what I have seen in those videos on social media, or rather the movies. People were walking around with big suitcases to stack up the purchases.

“Is it really that good?” I wondered.