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Another visual update, with more highlights from Vancouver (again, click to embiggen) ... 
(It's the lovely and talented Mandy! Happy day!)
And now I'm at my parents' place in the Okanagan. Ahhhh. For now, I will only say this, and listen carefully: If you happen to find yourself visiting your hometown, and you offer to do some shopping for your mother on a Sunday morning and decide it doesn't matter that your bangs are kind of greasy, you may just find yourself a few feet away from the boy you had a mad crush on in high school, and then you will regress a couple of decades and pretend you didn't see him, and you will turn and walk away, cursing both your vanity and your greasy bangs.
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The Art Gallery looks fascinating. What is the piece at the front? I couldn't find anything about it on their site.
i LOVE seeing you do Vancouver the way i do vancouver. it's the best way to see it. did you get to three bags full? you make me miss that city a lot. and okanangan! oivey. don't worry about self-regression. it happens in hometowns. xo
Lovely, lovely photos. Hee hee - glad my dad doesn't live in the town I grew up in...
Lovely photos, its a part of the world I must visit one day.
oh no! that is when you ALWAYS see someone you know....
that view from the plane is incredible!
Where did you find all of that Fiesta ware? I'm also curious to know if you got to Three Bags Full. I went a few weeks ago and the shop was absolutely charming.
Glad to see the sun came out while you were here! Where was the second picture taken? It reminds me of a shop on Commercial, but I don't remember them having so much groovy dishware...
Fabulous photos. Vancouver is a great place to visit. I too want to know what that big white thing is hanging in front of the Art Gallery. Enjoy the rest of your holiday.
I love all your photos!
Hee, hee! ...greasy bags :)
Alison... I found your blog a few months ago and have been following the knitting adventures. Compelled to comment today because every time I visit my mother in Kelowna I run into my (now tremendously cute) grade nine boyfriend. And I'm usually wearing sweatpants and buying toilet paper. It must be something in the valley's air supply!
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