It’s been a very pleasant summer here (I’m not even wearing a sweater now), so I’ve been spending a lot of time out on the balcony in the evening.
I’ve had this chair for yonks, but it has two problems: 1) it’s not that comfy, and 2) it’s too tall. The house I’m in is on a hill, and somehow it’s always windy here no matter what. Which is pleasant in one way, but having your head buffeted by winds all the time is wearying.
So I got a Royal Botania Beacher chair, because it looked like it was going to get my head below the level of the tarpaulin, and it was super-comfy in the store. Kinda like a rocking chair beach chair. And it’s heavy, so the winds won’t blow it off of the balcony.
So I assembled the blue sitting surface, and that… er… looks very low indeed.
I gave it a trial sit anyway, and I ALMOST DIED! TRAPPED! Getting out of the chair took me like five minutes. It’s the most dramatic thing that’s ever happened to me!
Perhaps I should have read the instructions first. Over and around, over and around…
I’m a genius! And it is, indeed, very comfy. And very easy to get out of due to a pretty construction.
Now, back to the balcony…