How the Cookie Crumbles

Life and scribbles on the far side of SIXTY-FIVE

Recuperation and Shopping


Though tired from the long haul from Thetis today, Mary and I stayed up to watch the Magnificent Marigold Hotel DVD, Part 2. The original is still vivid in my mind, but I cannot remember the second part at all.

The New Year had already slipped into day three. I had lost all track of time. The day overcast, everyone tired and sluggish, we voted to sit around, read and relax. No one thought of television till after dinner when Jean or Michael suggested Sherlock Holmes with Benedict Cumberbatch.

Another day of drizzle. Monday, Michael returned to work after two weeks’ vacation. The rest of us took our sweet time lollygagging along, finally headed to the village of Deep Cove shopping area. I looked up from the bottom of the inlet to this breathtaking view of the mountains. Straight ahead in the center is Mount Seymour.

Mural on a building in Deep Cove

Mural on a building in Deep Cove

About twelve years ago when I last visited, the area thrived and bustled. Now businesses had moved and premises were empty with slim pickings.

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Supper offered a new treat: vegetarian shepherd’s pie. Impressive. A fantastic facsimile in look and taste. You wouldn’t believe the complicated recipe. Know the price of pecans? This is an expensive recipe because you need a cup each of hazelnuts (filberts or pecans, well chopped) and walnuts.

Tuesday, it drizzled. I hate shopping anytime, but I wanted to bring gifts back for the family. We headed to downtown and Commercial Drive following a late breakfast. I hustled up one side of the street and down the other. Neither Mary nor I was interested in classy new stores. Jean showed us fantastic second-hand stores because we find them more fun. By 2.30 p.m., having skimmed every store, I found wonderful earrings for my granddaughters, necklaces for my daughter(one a blue Swarovski crystal) and a new ring for me. In Newfoundland, I saw a ring that called to me, which I wear on my right hand. This time I had bought one for my right (both coasts covered). We stopped for coffee and a sit in a favorite Italian restaurant Jean raved about.


Exhausted, we headed back to Jean’s for a snack. The sky opened. Rain sluiced the windshield hard, then slowed to a drizzle again.

After dinner, Jean played jazzy tunes on her baby grand. Wish I’d taped at least one. We’d saved the second half of Downton Abbey from the night before and watched the ending.

L-R: Jean, Mary, me

L-R: Jean, Mary, me

Morning began at 4:00 a.m. Jean drove us to the airport while Michael slept. He had work in the morning. Traffic non-existent, we fast-tracked to WestJet Departures. Kiss-kiss. Hug-hug and it was goodbye.

Mary printed the boarding passes with a transfer in Calgary. Neither of us had brought credit cards in hopes of spending less. We were in Vancouver, after all. No one deals in cash anymore. How were we to pay for our luggage? A friendly attendant took our luggage, tagged the bags, and accepted our debit cards. Yay.

My purse set off an alarm. Did I have any liquids or aerosols in my carry-on? The security employee was polite. “Please open your bag.”


I’d forgotten stowing a mini bottle of water inside while removing laptop; electronic devices; loading trays; removing shoes; showing boarding pass; dragging my handbag, and carry-on. Whew. How many hands do I have? Not enough.

“Would you like me to pour out the water and return the bottle?”

“If it’s not too much trouble.” I sagged with relief.

“No trouble.”

I’m surprised my bag didn’t need to be x-rayed again. I’d made the same mistake on the way to Vancouver. No bells went off. I walked through with an almost full, regular size bottle of water in my purse. Not thinking, Mary had carried foaming hand soap for sister Jean in her carry on. They confiscated it, of course.

Through security, we had ten minutes to board..

I should have nodded off on the plane but watched the sun come up instead.

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In Calgary, our gate changed at the last minute and boarding delayed 16 minutes. Three hours and twenty minutes to Toronto. Homeward bound.


Next time on December 16th A surprise

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Author: Let's CUT the Crap!

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!

27 thoughts on “Recuperation and Shopping

  1. What a lovely stay it’s been. I’m still pleasantly imagining the jazzy tunes on the baby grand. Thanks Tess.
    Oh, by the way, I’m giving you a shout out next weekend at my 1920s party. Mega hugs.

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  2. I love the mural on the building, Tess! I enjoyed reading about your visit to Vancouver.

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  3. Thanks for another nice time . The pictures from the plane were spectacular as was the shot of Mount Seymour. 🙂

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  4. I love the idea of going somewhere over the New Year, rather than sitting at home watching the ball drop or braving the crowds. Capital idea!

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  5. Beautiful! I especially loved your photos of the sunrise, Tess.

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  6. Wow, you got to listen to her play on a baby grand.. what a delight that must have been! I’ve only heard jazz music live a few times and enjoyed it! I like following your adventures. OH and also I wanted to say that I had not heard of vegetarian shepherd’s pie before. The kind my mom makes is half ground beef so that’s a substantial portion of it missing 😉

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  7. What a splendid little trip Tess. Now I’m curious about the surprise trip. 🙂 But, seems you are safely home for the holidays!

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  8. Beautiful trip Tess,,, so jealous but truly honoured thanks for sharing…

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  9. Wonderful trip. I enjoyed going with you. 🙂

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  10. Love the sunrise pics, we’re flying with WestJet later in the year into Calgary.

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  11. Beautiful pics, as always, Tess. And I loved that you opted for those second hand shops over the fancy new ones. They are so much more fun.

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  12. Shopping! I nearly skipped this post when I saw the title! More rain – you could get a job as a water diviner! Not sure about vegetarian Shepherd’s Pie I have to say!

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  13. Love the photos! I have never cared for shopping much myself. My daughter loves it.

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  14. Sherlock, shopping, Shepard’s Pie and more! This was lovely Tess,, thanks for letting us travel with you. Hope you can drop by my 12 Links of Christmas Blog Party and share this and other comforts and joys.
    Hope this weekend treats you kindly. 🙂

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  15. The picture of the sunrise is lovely. I have never been to Vancouver (or Canada for that matter) so your post was very interesting to me.

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  16. Deep Cove looks like such a lovely little town. How sad that small local businesses are being squeezed out of business by the ubiquitous big-box style stores.

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  17. I smiled Tess at the bottle of water. It still happens on occasion ot me no matter how often I travel. What a gorgeous sky to greet you from your airplane window!

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  18. Your posts always bring back happy memories of our holiday in Canada, Tess. Thank you.Jx

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  19. Reblogged this on Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life and commented:
    This morning was the morning after… red wine and so I saved Tess’s weekly post on her travels until this afternoon when refreshed by a siesta and copious amounts of coffee and peppermint tea… lovely end to the family visit with Magnificent Marigold Hotel Part two and shopping.. my favourites.. but then Tess mentioned getting up at 4am to go the the airport… too soon… too early.. As usual a lovely post thanks Tess.

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  20. Loved the wonderful sunrise.

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  21. Thanks, Tess; this was a lovely adventure. I enjoyed every minute of it. I especially love your slideshows. The photo of you, Mary, and Jean is beautiful. Although you had much fun, I’m sure arriving home was a pleasure. Happy Holidays, dear Tess! ♥

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  22. Great pics and it seems eventually you managed to get all you wanted. It’s a bit of a mystery why some of these shopping places make it big and others die a slow death. Thanks, Tess!

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  23. Lollygagging how did I not know this word!! It’s a gerund too and I have this thing about hunting wild gerunds… sorry just how my mind works. And what a threesome of potential fun and trouble you girls are.

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  24. Tess, did I read that correct? You hate shopping? Wow, I’d never figure a jewelry fashionista to not enjoy shopping, lol. Oh, and don’t get me started on the forgotten water bottles, LOL. ❤

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  25. Lollygagging … love, love, love that word! Another lovely episode of your travels. I love browsing secondhand shop but haven’t been in one for years.

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  26. Deep Cove is such a lovely place. I love Vancouver and always will but that rain can really get you down after awhile. I just came back and found driving in the rain with all that traffic so distressing after being away from it in my sunny, quiet corner of Spain.


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