Treasure hunting in the Glebe

I went to the Great Glebe Garage sale today, something i've always meant to do but have never really gotten around to.

It was insanity.

For starters, it is Race Weekend, which means that half of downtown is closed as it is, and there are that many more people in the area. Add to that the conference at Carleton this weekend AND the garage sale and you have the most spectacular gridlock (both people and cars, of course) ever.

My intention was to get a decently early start and take the number 7 bus to Glebe Street. Wrong. I walked.

From Carleton.

Once I actually got there it WAS a pretty awesome place to spend an otherwise unoccupied Saturday morning. Almost the entirety of the Glebe was participating in the garage sale and it's amazing the sheer amount of stuff people have! I saw everything from beautiful antique pieces of furniture to used bedding and shoes for sale.

I stayed away from the latter two. Ew.

After some rummaging I managed to find a brilliant necklace that I am now very excited about.



Funny, eh? What you can find in someone's junk. Garage sales really offer a lot of potential for metaphysical-type analysis of today's society.

I'll skip that part and just say that it is surprising how very amusing it is to spend a Saturday looking at old stuff.

Hello from the land of kilts and haggis...and yes, I have seen both already

So we just arrived in Edinburgh on our great UK adventure. London was really fantastic, although I already like Edinburgh better. London is that place you go to because you HAVE to, because it's London. It's beautiful, and interesting and a great place to visit but i just couldn't get as into it as I have other places i've visited. Don't get me wrong though, I really did love the time we spent there. We managed to see most of the major "tourist" sites, with the exception of Westminister Abbey. It was being taken over by members of NAFAS, the National Association of Flower Arrangement Societies. So Desperate Housewives meets a nursing home. Wall to wall old ladies and flowers, not my idea of a good time.

Other than that though, everything was wonderful. Saw Wicked for a THIRD time. I figure I will probably never see it again, so what the heck.

And now, we're in Edinburgh. It's so gorgeous here!! I can't get over it. And I really can't wait to get out and explore. So with that, i'm off to see the sights...or at least get something to eat.

Pictures to come later ;)

ps. please excuse any horrid spelling mistakes I may have made. I only have half an hour on the computer!