Showing posts with label calgary. Show all posts
Showing posts with label calgary. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

For my British friends...

I live in an apparently 'Little Britain' type city in Canada (Victoria, BC) although it's usually only called that by people who have not been here, have not been to Britain or by people who market the city as a tourist destination.

Yes, there are some nice Victorian homes but step away from them and the contrived 'British tea rooms' (none of which are owned by British people) and it's just a very west coast Canadian city: lots of greenery, lots of mountains, lots of water, lots of people from somewhere else, lots of Native Art, lots of homeless people and lots of guppies, yuppies and hippies.

To underscore my point, ages ago Neil posted a photo of red phone box on his blog. I thought it would be a snap to find one or two locally since it's apparently so British here. I have tried to find some British phone boxes in 'British' Victoria. I even asked at the tourist office. Nope, they didn't know where one might be... eventhough photos of them are on tourist brochures. (excuse me while I roll my eyes).

I stopped thinking about it until I was just flipping through some of my photos from the wild west city of Cowtown, Alberta and wouldn't you know it.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Whoops.

I'm doing a book cull and I found this...



It didn't scan too well but the due date stamp says: April 7th, 1983. So it's a bit overdue. Before I saw this, I was ready to fling the book into the charity shop pile but now I just can't. Now I really want to go to Calgary, to that library, walk right up to the desk and, as straight-faced as possible, return it. haha!

I wonder what the fine might be? =:-o

Friday, May 22, 2009

Skyscrapers and slicers

A couple of pictures from Calgary, Alberta. I lived there, briefly.

I thought that this wonderful cloud looked like a huge skymonster about to gobble-up the downtown core or was that wishful thinking?



I'm not a fan of living in big cities but I do try to appreciate them for what they can offer; neat-o buildings is one of these things. This is the Nexen Building and while looking up at it one day I wondered, 'if that building fell right towards me, would I be crushed or sliced in two?' What do you think?





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