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Mémoire 2 – Downtown Apartment 

I never thought I’d say this…but getting old is fun! I love returning to places I haven’t been in years; remembering old times.

I lived in this downtown apartment, on top of a pawn shop when I was in my early twenties, maybe even 19.

I loved living in the heart of downtown. I could look out of my window and see it all; the city life; the late night bar stuff; I could be anywhere within minutes, and I didn’t need a car.

My best friend lived across the street on top of some other shop. Basically all of the shops in downtown have apartments on top. We exchanged house keys, and would go to each other’s place when we needed something. We were so young and without accumulated belongings; what one didn’t have, the other did.

I remember actor Rob Lowe filmed a holiday movie on my street. I was chilling on my couch with munchies, watching a movie being made with a major celebrity right from my window. It’s funny, I think back now they never told me to move…maybe I’m in the movie as an unpaid extra!

I lived there with my first cat, Minoue. He was known as the cat who hugged. He would wrap his arms around the neck of anyone that would hold him. There was a little boy that would sit outside of my door and stick his fingers under the door to play with my cat. His dad, a Russian man, asked me on a date. I declined, he was too old and his child tormented my cat! It would never work.

Singing was kind of my thing back then, and boy would I sing in that apartment, to the top of my lungs! My music was always as loud as possible. I didn’t care that everyone in the building could hear me; I was convinced I was going to be a famous rockstar! The people who worked at the pizza shop down the street used to call me “Hollywood” when I stopped by. I clearly went to the pizza shop too much if I was given a nickname!

I saved up for a trip to Vancouver while living in that apartment. Only to fly home less than a week later. Oh my. That’s another story!

So many memories, I could go on and on. My perspective of things is so different now. I could never live in the heart of downtown again…but it sure was fun then!

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Wanderlust Journal 17 – Cow Bay 

A day drive to Cow Bay turned into a rose picking adventure on the side of the road.

Bloom where you are planted.

Work hard, stay bumble.

Mon amie picking from the rose hip tree. Her plan is to make some jam with the rose hips. Hopefully, I’ll get to try some!

About 1 kilos of rose hips! There will be a few bottles of jam, I’m sure!

We finished off the adventure feeling childlike, as we picked delicious raspberries on a trail to the water; a flock of seagulls were waiting for us to arrive!

Wanderlust Journal 16 – Martinique Beach 2.0 

It is the most amazing beach I’ve ever been to!

Beach Birds. Ok, this isn’t their scientific name, clearly, but let’s roll with it! These cute little birds run along the shore and in & out of the water; there’s groups of them along the whole beach.

This is Toby! I heard grunting, so I turned around and this dog was looking at me with his ball ready. So, we quickly became friends and played catch.

The beach is 5 KLM long. So, at the start we chose the sand dune as our distance goal.

The sand is so soft and the dunes are hard to climb! But we did it. Not a summer day, but a September day, so I wore pants…and took an abundance of sand home in my pants!

Pano dune views. It’s November as I look at these pictures and write this. It’s currently a little chilly; winter coat season, but if I close my eyes, I can imagine the warmth of the beach.

Underwater treasures as we attempted to go to a rock formation in the water. The current was strong, and the rocks were too slippery to make it.

Majestic garçon.

Sunglasses, like red lipstick, change everything.

Pano and shadows.

One last look before we venture home.