I do enjoy spending time in coffee shops – as much as I complain while I am they are interesting places.
Places where you see a variety of people, and it can be a fascinating experience.
You see the middle ages woman who come in for a gossip, and sit with friends carefully picking off chunks of their iced lemon and poppy seed muffin and shooting the breeze, just enjoying the day.
You have the business people in on lunch quickly grabbing that hot brew and enjoying that they can make 10 decisions about what they will be drinking for the next half hour without question.
You have students who sit around chatting wasting time, and trying to avoid people noticing the fact they barely ordered anything between the 5 of them and just enjoying the warmth, comfy chairs and a good place to chat.
And then there are the families, the mothers, grandmothers and children. Often found gossiping while they spoon feed an infant in a pram while their toddlers devour the unreasonably priced sweet cakes.
Not forgetting, the background music. What often seems to be a mix of slow club-style jazz and alternative Christmas songs at this time of year, and yet unfortunately you can rarely enjoy these to their fullest over the din.
Not to mention, I get wifi (albeit crappy and slow), power, coffee & refills for £1. I love Starbucks.