It’s no secret that the Chadstone Shopping Mall is undergoing a refurbishment and an expansion to rival the Seven Wonders of the World. It’s taking quite a long time, but we are all reassured it will be worth it.
For the past few months Target has been closed and so we have been waiting for the opening of its new resurrection in September. It will be so terrific, marvellous and fantastic that poems will be written about it. I’m thinking of Kubla Khan’s pleasure dome, of course.
There may even be a musical written devoted to the brand new super dooper Target and how its construction added to the attractions of the most liveable city in the world. (Melbourne, that is)
Well, it opened about a week ago and there has been a noticeable hush all over the world (Melbourne, that is) about the new improved Target.
We went there today for a peek and had a rather long trek through corridors and passages, past the construction area. Our excitement grew with each painful step. It was a long way to go, about one kilometre there and back, but it would be worth it, yes?
I expected to be handed a bottle of water at each turn, as happens in a regular marathon, but there was none and so we marched on in an intrepid but increasingly breathless manner. When we finally arrived at Target, which is situated in the bowels of this planet, we noticed a sign saying “We hope you enjoyed the journey.”
Apparently this was meant to amuse us, but we could not even conjure up a chortle.
Still, we persevered in a pioneering spirit. We were nothing if not optimistic.
As it turned out, we were nothing since the new Target is very uninspiring. Same old, same old. Surely there should have been some welcome for those of us who had put in such an effort. No great special offers to tempt us. No elegance or chic appeal. No ambiance.
Is it a work in progress, perhaps?
As for me, I can wait to find out.