Those lights just right-center? That would be a gas station. A Chevron, I believe, in the middle of the water. It never occurred to me that vessels would need to refuel, or that a floating gas station was possible, let…
Author: Gwynne Monahan
It was far too nice on Sunday to stay in and clean. So after meeting some friends for breakfast, I looked up Jericho Beach and headed out. 3rd Avenue in Kits is also the Seaside Path, which leads to Jericho.…
A couple weekends ago, I experienced what apparently is this year’s real Night Market. From what I understand, the first Night Market I went to is now the old Night Market. It got replaced with the new Night Market this…
When I came for a visit, test out this whole moving countries-giving-up-everything-familiar thing, I was introduced to Bocce Ball, in an office setting. One side had been turned into a Bocce Ball court of sorts. Having never played before, I…
It has never occurred to me to leave the door unlocked when I’m home, or popping over to do laundry. It has never occurred to me to leave my door unlocked while taking out the garbage. I even locked the…
Acquiring furniture with no credit card is a slow, sometimes tedious process. And it’s a tricky thing to explain to people because, well, having a credit card is just a normal part of life. Except when you’re a “foreigner” and…
Night Market was a phrase tossed around the office, and pretty much any time I’ve gone out with some office mates and their local friends. It was a category under “Thing You Must Experience” that often came up in conversations.…
There’s a tweet about this, of course. In the States, we hear pronunciations and guess which region of the country, if not the exact city. The southern twang. The Minnesota “yeah.” And we’re a big country with a sizable population.…
Been here for two straight months now (traveled a lot for work and really moving from Jan-March), and have noticed some things I hadn’t before, and that I have gotten used to since moving here.
The view from the ferry (above) was fantastic Friday afternoon heading up. Takes two ferries, and a ling, winding road to get to Powell River. Reminds me a lot of Michigan. We arrived and went to dinner, watching the sunset…