Alana was bored. So, so, so bored. So bored she was opening an atlas at random and then using the store's travel guides to try to imagine a vacation wherever her fingers landed. That had worked well for northern California and South Korea, but she was a little stumped at what to do when the book fell open to Antarctica. Maybe she'd pretend that she was going to go chill at a penguin research station.

[OOC: Open post, open shop, part II!]