Fish on 5th...
... A humble looking fish cafe on Fifth Street in Sidney. Don't be fooled by the exterior folks ( I will post a pic when I take one! LOL). Inside dwells the best fish and chips (yam fries OMG) that you will eat and that is saying something. Have been there a couple of times now and enchanted by the cheeky waiters one of which I professed my love to last night.
Me: I think I love you
Waiter: You do?
Me: Well, you bring me food and beer.
Waiter: (laughs)
I may propose to him tonight.
But truly a fun place with great food. After dinner Em and I went to a bookshop and I bought a couple of half price Harry Potter calendars (only for their archival value and the sake of completeness you understand) and a book called 'How to be a Canadian'. Quote: 'There are no roads in British Columbia. There are only corners joined together.' and ' The natural habitat of Canadians is the shopping mall. Canadians are timid, but they will respond if approached. The best way, we find, is to offer them a handful of seeds whilst speaking softly in a calm but firm voice.' and 'Canada is a big, bold country. Most of the people in Canada live as close as they can to the U.S. border, where they huddle together for warmth. If you want to appear
Canadian, all you have to do is tuck a beaver under your arm and stroll along humming the Hockey Night in Canada theme song.'
I think I may enjoy this book. Perhaps I should write one on How to be an Australian... hmmmmm.
Anyhoo, I have just remembered my trip to the Roots clothing store in Victoria where I was immediately asked by the male store assistant if I was Australian.
Me: Yes!
Assistant: Ah. Are you offended? (he meant by the whole 'Roots' thing. In Australia root is a verb and refers to the procreative activities as well as referring to the bit on the end of trees that goes in the ground. For further explanation, please send me an email.)
Me: Naaaaaaah!
I bought several items of clothing which as we all know are the best kind of souvenirs. Em insisted on taking this picture of me modelling the baseball cap that I bought for number one son.
Ridiculous isn't it? PLease note favourite Camden Town tshirt bought in Camden Town.
Me on ferry going across to Victoria
Point No Point Resort Restaurant wherein dwells the best Clam Chowder in the universe.
It was raining but the view out of the restaurant was very calming.
Fat seals who became disinterested when it was obvious we had no food for them.
Sidney Marina and Marine Observatory (the little building). I spent a happy hour there on Thursday, looking into little tiny tanks and using microscopes to see the marine life in them. It was awesome and in lots of ways much better than a big aquarium. There were about 20 little tanks on desks that you could look at. The centre caters for school groups and tourists and is just terrific. I bought a tshirt, of course.
Seagulls conspiring to steal fish from the fish market on the pier. These guys were hilarious.
Seagull on the bathroom skylight. He later moved and started pecking the glass and looking in. Cheeky bugger.
There are flowers everywhere. Its the only way to tell that it is spring here. (Waits to get whacked by Em)
Em at work. Impressive eh? She is making a mockup of an archeological dig. I reckon she just likes cutting and gluing.
The view outside Em's work area. She looks out on this folks. Feel free to hate her.
The view across to the USA, Washington State. You can just see Mt Baker.
2 Comments:
Very pretty pictures! Impressed by your ability to find a different T-Shirt everywhere you go. Oh and do let us know when the waiter wedding will be. :)
Love and hugs
*hates on Em* I look out onto an Aroma Cafe. Ya-hoo.
And please, don't get married overseas. Unless it's for a good reason. Like he needs an Australian passport, or something.
Are you insinuating there is something wrong with cutting and gluing? I'll have you know that it's very relaxing. And if you use the right glue, it's possible to get high at the same time. Not that i would do that. <.<
*scampers off*
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