How the Cookie Crumbles

Life and scribbles on the far side of SIXTY-FIVE

A Walk to Remember

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What choice did we have? The woman had sounded confident. It was about 5:30-ish; lots of time before dark. To this point the walk had been level, but now the path crept up-hill. Intent on our goal, we gasped and wheezed to the top, out of the wooded area. Fast-moving traffic whizzed by on a road a good stone’s throw away. Per instructions, we turned right onto a sidewalk and lo and behold the landmark building gleamed in the distance.

A residential area spread before us, but we turned left and trudged up a road which seemed a dead end. Cars and trucks parked hoods to tailpipes, were all blocked in except the last two in a double row. Up a stone and concrete rise, Mary and I traipsed, careful not to stumble. Next came stairs, a sizeable municipal parking lot, across another busy road, and the mall at last. First we traversed its humongous parking lot. I’m not sure anymore if the other part of the mall next to the liquor store was a hardware or grocery store. We beelined towards the entrance.

At both intersections where we’d crossed, drivers slowed and stopped before we set foot off the sidewalk. Such polite Newfoundlanders. A couple groups of locals outside the liquor store gave us the once-over. We might as well have worn signs: Tourists or No Way from Here.

On a Friday night, I suppose it’s not unusual to find this type store busy. It was jam-packed with customers of varied ages and sounded like party central. Music blared, customers swarmed, and it was hot. Yes, stifling, as if someone forgot to turn the furnace off. We’d decided to buy a bottle each in case next time no store existed within walking distance. I hope fellow blogger, Sally Cronin believes this purchase was for medicinal purposes. Wink. Wink.

Mary had to chat up an employee as I dripped a puddle within minutes of entering. I shop fast except when I’m grocery shopping. Up and down the isles I zoomed till I found something familiar. Mission accomplished, I couldn’t find Mary. If I didn’t get out of there soon, nothing would be left of me. I was ready to forget the wine and escape outside.

You’d think my sister had never been in a liquor store before. It was no different from those at home. I found and grabbed her—she already had a selection in hand. Our lucky day: the cash register was new and not working properly, the cashier needed help, and there were a handful of people in line ahead of us. I wanted to wring out my hair.

Finally outside, I thought I’d never cool off again because we were slogging along at a good clip. We retraced our steps, not once taking a wrong turn. We’d only hiked over one-and-a-half kilometers one way.

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A Meet and Greet had been scheduled for 8:30 p.m. with our tour group. With time to kill, Mary and I sent e-mails and she nodded off in bed. I pulled out my book, curled up on the sofa and read. Though my eyes were heavy, I watched the clock.

At last it was time to meet everyone. Hot and cold beverages and tiny tarts were served. We introduced each other. Two minutes later I couldn’t match a name to a face. The whole procedure took about a half-hour. More than anything, I wanted a bed and pillow. I shut my eyes by 10:30 p.m. (9:00 home time). I’d been awake since 3:15 that morning.

“When you make friends with a Newfoundlander, you make a friend for life.”

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I'm getting a little LONG in the tooth and have things to say about---ouch---AGEing. I believe it's certainly a state of mind but sometimes it's nice to hear that you're NORMAL. I enjoy reading by the truckload. I'm a grandma but I don't feel OLD although I'm not so young anymore. My plan is to stick it out as long as I can on this lovely planet and only will leave it kicking and screaming!

66 thoughts on “A Walk to Remember

  1. LOL, of course it’s medicinal. Is there any other kind? 😀
    You had me sweating along with you there Tess. I can’t stand being too hot. For years my office has been horribly hot (summer and winter). It seems like they’ve finally fixed the temperature. But of course my lovely coworkers are complaining — they complain if the temperature drops below 75 degrees or gets above 76… Personally I’d rather have it at 68 to 70. Great big COOL hugs!

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    • 😀 😀 Coworkers and office politics. I remember someone (higher up) arranged to have maintenance install a plexi-glass box around the thermostat to stop the too-hot and too-cold wars.
      😀 😀 😀 It’s much easier putting on a sweater than stripping off in public. o_O

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  2. Well, I hope after all that you finally got your wine! And that it was worth it…

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  3. WOOT! Off to a great start Tess! Here we gooooooooooooo!~ 🙂

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  4. I’ve heard that about those folk. And musical! Sounds like off to a good start on this tour. Food, drink, beautiful scenery, nice people. I think this is going to be much better than China. You always give us such interesting details and your narration about events is always so engaging. I think I am going to like this trip a lot!

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    • You know what, Kanzen. I’m still half there. I keep thinking about the area. I love the land. It’s so much like where I liked as a child.
      This IS a whole other experience for sure. China was nice but I didn’t get as immersed. Thanks for tagging along. Nice to see you. 😀 ❤

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  5. I’m just not friendly enough for tours like you take, Tess. The walk sounds gorgeous. The Meet n Greet–I may have skipped. Well, if I’d been with you, I would have let you drag me there!

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    • This is only my second tour. I like not having to worry about hotels, which sights to see, worry about transportation etc.
      We didn’t want to go to the Meet and Greet but decided to put our best foot forward. ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz 😀

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  6. eeeeks, sounds painful!

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  7. What a long busy day. You sure know how to pack a lot into your hours.

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  8. Tess it sounds like quite the adventure just to get to the sauna, I mean liquor store. Like you I would have been so ready for bed and not remembering a single name of the bunch. I usually get the names straight five minutes after the tour ends.

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    • Ha ha There was a couple Mary and I seemed to jell with more often. By the end of the trip when we exchanged emails, I was surprised at the wife’s name. I always avoided saying her name. The same goes for everyone else except those couple of people who are gregarious and ON so you can’t forget anything about them. 😀

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  9. “Cars and trucks parked hoods to tailpipes” made me smile, a phrase we would never use in the UK. We would say ‘Bumper to Bumper”.

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    • Yes, we do have the same term, bumper to bumper. They looked so odd and out of place because they were all so new. Guess it was my way of laughing about them because they were bunched up together so close.

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  10. I was really impressed at your fortitude and determination to get a bottle of wine until you said it was just a kilometre and a half! Such a brilliant dramatic arc, you must be great fun to hang out with ❤

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    • Ha ha. Gilly. Aren’t you cute. We had to fill our time and a walk with a purpose fit the bill. We both felt our arrival a wee bit anti-climatic. We had been over exuberant prior to going. Maybe. 🙂

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  11. I’m exhausted just reading this!

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  12. Reblogged this on Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life and commented:
    A really did not know very much about Newfoundland except that a lot of Irish ended up there. Tess Karlinski of How the Cookie Crumbles blog has turned her focus from her extended trip to China to this picturesque and different country. Take the tour. And No Tess.. frankly I do not believe that the purchase of wine was medicinal!! but would have joined you in a glass…

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    • Thanks for the re-blog, Sally.
      😀 😀 😀 i didn’t know much about Newfoundland either except it was crippled by the loss of commercial fishery and the hard times the people endured.
      Pity, about the wine and all the trouble we went to. We were too tired to pop the cork. Had you been there, I’m sure I would have found the energy. ❤ ❤

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  13. Wow it sounds as though you had a pretty full-on day Tess, added to that, the overheating, you must have been more than ready for a (ice) bucket of wine!

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  14. I think one needs a photographic memory to remember names and faces… Perhaps that’s a thought. Take a pic of everybody for later reference…I’m with Sally (not about the wine…) on not knowing very much about Newfoundland, although recently I had been watching a TV series set there… (Republic of Doyle, that’s rather funny). Looking forward to more of your trip. 🙂

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    • Someone else mentioned Republic of Doyle as well. I’ve never watched it myself. Now I’m curious.
      The long walk and we didn’t even raise a glass. Tsk. Tsk. 🙂 ❤
      Thanks for sharing in this conversation. Always wonderful to see you, Olga.

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      • I call ‘Republic Of Doyle’ ‘Newfoundland Rockford Files’ because it reminds me of that show, but I love the authenticity of The Rock they bring to every episode. Sadly it’s been cancelled, but it was a great time, to be sure. 🙂

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  15. You’d put a lot of the youngens to shame with what you do darling. The heat, the walk I’d be ready for a vat of wine, but seriously I like you would have just curled up and 😴😴😴

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  16. Except for that 2nd hill, the walk sounds like it was enjoyable. Yes, the 1st hill was a little steep but the stone and concrete would be more dangerous to me.

    You captured your adventure well, Tess. 😀

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    • Ha ha. The stone and concrete was a ‘short’cut’ and also a rise in elevation. Guess I still have a little adventure left in me. <3<3
      Thanks so much for reading and commenting on my little trip, Glynis. Always wonderful to see you.

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  17. I love walking, Tess, so your title and content made me smile. 🙂
    I’m sure Sally and all of us believe the wine was for medicinal purposes (nudge nudge wink wink say no more).
    Speaking of heat, I don’t suppose you ran into Allan Hawco (Republic of Doyle) there on The Rock? 😉
    Also, did you get screeched in because I can’t wait to see the pictures if you did. 😉
    Thank you for taking us with you on your adventure, Tess, I’m enjoying every step. 🙂

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  18. Screeched in, indeed. Ha ha. So, you know all about that. 😀 😀 My medicine is wine. I don’t both with the hard stuff anymore but this Screech was s.m.o.o.t.h. I didn’t expect it to.
    No, Alan Hawco was nowhere in sight. *sigh* We did enjoy various entertainment but I’ve said too much already.
    Nice to see you, Donna. Pleased we can have these conversations back and forth. ❤ ❤

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    • I’ve been screeched in, it’s unforgettable. 😉
      Whatever keeps the doctor away…Newfoundlanders often live to a ripe old age (must be the screech or the salty air or both). 🙂
      No spoilers, I can wait (just barely) to hear more. 🙂
      Always lovely to talk to you, Tess. 🙂

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  19. I can never understand why they have the meet and greet thingy before everyone has had a good night’s sleep. I can never remember much about it the following morning, with or without wine. 😤

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  20. I can’t imagine shopping for wine in a hot store. Glad you were able to get there. Thanks for taking us along.

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  21. The perfect title for your post. And the picture of the bridge was just beautiful. I bet the wine was delish considering what you had to go through to get it. lol 😉 Great post, sharing now.

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  22. I so enjoy sharing your trips, Tess 🙂 I’m halfway through reading a series set in Newfoundland and it does sound so beautiful.

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    • Heartwarming to read your kind words. I struggle to keep up a presence here how because I have so much I need to do outside of blogging. I’ll be absent a lot but plan on posting on Tuesdays and Fridays. Am not able to read or comment as much as I used to. 😦

      What series are you reading, Cathy? I’m currently into a novel, Sweetland, by Michael Crummy, a Newfoundlander, which refers to the loss of commercial fishing 30 years ago, and the relocation of the population from an island.

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      • Blogging’s one of those things that’ll always be there for when the time is right… we have lives to live as well, after all 🙂 Posting twice a week is a pretty good goal in anyone’s book and the scheduling function is a help. I use it quite a lot.

        The series is the Sgt Windflower mysteries. Windflower is an RCMP officer and a Cree and the stories are set in Grand Bank. I’ve read the first two and will hopefully get to the next one before too long

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  23. Sorry Tess, I am giggling. I suspect the store is hot for one of two reasons: (1) to encourage greater volume of purchases of cold beverages; (2) to encourage customers to get in and get out, thus making room for new customers to do the same. 😉

    Your adventure actually sounds wonderfully fun, despite the heat of the store. You wandered off on your own. You got some exercise and you saw a bit of the area. Come on, admit it fun, right?

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    • Indeed, we had to fend for ourselves the first day. It felt good to stretch our legs after all the sitting around in the airport and on the flight. I loved the walking paths: so peaceful and well maintained. Pride of ownership was stamped all over every plague and path. ❤ ❤ ❤

      Ha ha. It hadn't occurred to me the heat might be a marketing ploy. 😀 😀 We got the wine but were too tired to pop the cork.

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  24. Tess – I have so much catching up to do – I love, love the picture of the foot bridge. It pulled me in and the green lushness [is that a word]. The descriptive of you in the liquor store; I could so relate. Now that I don’t drink there’s no reason for me to frequent the store unless I’m teaching a friend about the finer things in life! I must catch up on this trip. I’m missing out.

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  25. Meet and greet would have been nicer the next day after some sleep, and perhaps then some ‘medicine’? 🙂 ❤

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  26. Sounds like an adventure just getting to the store, Tess. 🙂 We went hiking with a tour last year; there were only six of us, two sisters included, and I called one of the sisters the wrong name for the first two days. When the sister who’s name I knew told a story about her sister I said “oh, is that her nickname?” She said, “no, that’s her name.” Oops! Guess I was tired at the meet and greet.

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    • I know what you mean. A couple from Ontario an my sister and I hit it off well. It wasn’t till the second last day when we exchanged e-mails that I found out her actual name. I avoided using a name but then was shocked what it was in fact. Not even close to what I thought. 🙂 🙂

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  27. A lovely long walk and then some good ‘medicine’ to end with. Sounds perfect to me Tess 😀 😉 ❤

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  28. Ha ha. It took a while and by then that wine tasted mighty g.o.o.d. ❤ 😆 😆

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