After a year in the Valley, perusing the same-old-same-old thrift shops, finally, Calgary.
It's an El Dorado. Unbelievable. I feel like a Somalian Child brought to the biggest all-you-can eat buffet ever.
There's nothing I need, and so all this looking, it's a bit for Batshit, he needs some housewarming supplies, but I fall into the same old habits of looking at everything - and there's a lot to look at, antiques, collectibles, housewares, jewelry, clothes, furniture, and seriously at a fraction of what you'd pay in Nelson. The one big drawback Nelson has is there are no reasonably priced thrift shops - Share excepted (reasonable priced, but seldom any bargains...). Calgary, well, it's got it all.
Some finds I left behind:
An antique oak table converted into a coffee table. Cool.
Antique flapper doll...Kewpie?
More on the antique creepy doll theme, I hate leaving a creepy doll behind but these are silent auction and there's no telling how high the bidding will go. And I won't have time to come back and pick them up (and stick them in my locker, jeez!!!)