It’s not that I don’t like going downtown, I just don’t go there. It’s not something I do in a run of a day. It’s busy, little parking and I have very little need to wander aimlessly down there. The shops that are located on Water and Duckworth Streets are interesting and very open for tourists. When the cruise ships dock in the harbor, the passengers wander around downtown, go to a pub on George St. and maybe visit Auntie Crae’s. I know where this stuff is. I just don’t happen to be a townie so my experience is limited to a few random excursions in dropping someone off here or there or picking up teens from a concert at Mile One Centre. It’s named this since it is the starting point of the first mile to connect to the Trans Canada Highway. (but there’s an ocean separating us from the rest of Canada, but the highway runs to the tip of Port-Aux-Basques which is where the ferry runs to get you to North Sydney, Nova Scotia which is the mainland, which…ahh, never mind) Mile One is our stadium where big performers play and the Caps play (AHL hockey team. I’m not explaining anymore. Go here to find out more) There. I’ve done my civil duty to promote the city. Now as I was saying….
This morning I had to venture downtown to the passport office. A veritable confusing affair of one way streets and oodles of parking…with meters. Someone forgot to mention its all metered parking. I forgot my loonie. *sigh*
I get to the office in record time despite thinking it was on Water St. (part of it is) and going past where I needed to. I parked in the first space I saw. I got out and began walking.
– Sunny and nice day for a walk I head up Water St.
– Backtrack to get to Bride’s Hill. Up the hill to Duckworth
– Head back, past the Duke of Duckworth ( I now know where that is, past Magnum and Steins, nice restaurant)
– “look for the Tim Hortons on the corner” Bestie said. I remembered. Of course, there’s always a Tim Hortons on the corner.
– Success! Into the the TD centre
– 8th floor
– 1 person ahead of me in line…and it’s only 8:15am. I rock.
– Get into the office. Turned left right out of line
– I took the guard literally when he said to ‘keep left’.
– Get back in line, get ma ticket. E700. I have 5 applications to process.
– Sit down
– They call C500, then C501, then D400, then D401
– WTF? I was second in line! But I have the most to process.
– They finally call E700. Yay me!
– I approach the lady who’s wearing the uber-fashionable Hawaiian shirt and furry scarf that closely resembled a dead weasel. Niiiiice
– Four passports processed then we get to son’s.
– Uh, oh. Daddy didn’t sign. No can process, chicky. ‘What?! Fuck off, really?!’ Ugh
– ‘Come back after Easter break when it won’t be so busy’ she said. ‘Even if you wait until July for a trip in August you’ll be good’ she said.
– Yeah, okay. I’ll make Hubby do this one, I‘m thinking.
– I pay the nice lady who is still wearing the funny shirt and dead weasel dangling ominously from her neck.
– I leave to get into the elevator with nicely dressed man who asks me where Water St. was. I happily tell him. He says that’s where he’s headed, do I want to go there too? Ummmm….
– I laugh and wave goodbye to him as I step off on the floor I started from. ‘Nice man, nice suit’ I’m rethinking my decision…
– I step out into the sunshine and head down to Water St.
– I find car
– I find ticket on car
– I obviously require supervision and guidance when venturing out of my area
– I look for nice man in the nice suit
– I swear profusely
– I drive away
– I wonder if any pubs are open at 9am….What? It’s five o’clock somewhere…..
15 thoughts on “My Walk Downtown”
I love the picture of your downtown – it looks friendly and inviting. (I am the kinda person that gets lost everywhere I go…I get lost going around in a circle! I’m pathetic.) The Screeh pictures were too funny!
Thanks…yes jellybean row as it’s called is quite nice to look at. I get lost on a regular basis…it’s understood that I will be lost before getting to the intended destination.
I love painted buildings, many residential streets in London do the same, I always want to live on those streets,instead of my boring brick coloured house
Your brick colored house probably isn’t as boring looking as you think. Paint it rainbow colors! I bet the neighbours will love it!!
Hah! I get enough hassle from them daubing pornographic images in the dirt on my car.
That’s a very picturesque town!
Shake off Passport lady and the ticket. Sounds like you’re going on a trip!
I hope so!
OMG Kaijai, I am obviously a townie cause I am thinking How could you get lost dt? All us townies know you always get an chauffer to drop you at the door and pick you up later when going to the passport office. I’ll take you next time!
Ugh…how did I not know this chauffeur detail?!! Thanks Neicey…nice to get a townie to guide me around a city I’ve been living in for nearly 8 years!
Poor baby. On the other hand, you probably know the name of every clerk over at the mall. 👿
Thanks for the sympathy…I think.
When I went to the passport office here in town, so I can travel to the States in five weeks, the kindly security guard in the office almost literally took me by the hand to the proper desk. What you needed was one of those. That, and a loonie.
I agree…especially about the loonie…