The days when I break my creature of habit tendencies and drive a different direction never disappoint. Today’s accidental find was pure gold. With only a few months left in Durham, I feel even more pressure to explore this charming, ever-changing downtown. As Alex and I were heading to the gym, we passed this intriguing warehouse. We both really struggled in postponing our gym time, but we finally pulled the car over.
Psh! No struggle what-soever. All about a reason to postpone the gym (amen?). Nomadic Trading Co. was even more pleasing to the eye on the inside as it was on the out. Metal letters and bull horns? Count me in.
Worth the time to pop in and gush over this place. And if you have extra dollas laying around, I wouldn’t hate a rug! Happy Saturday!