Surviving IKEA

I first discovered IKEA in Elizabeth, N.J., when I had my first apartment alone in Jersey City, a basement view with a ceiling I could touch when I stretched. When I lived in Brooklyn, I thought IKEA’s courtesy weekend bus from midtown was genius. (It also gave me free transportation to visit with my parents for a few hours.) Now there’s one in Tampa. Here are my tips on navigating the megastore.