The Priddis day trip is legend now. It was that kind of day: not a cloud in the sky, hot, Billy Joel on the radio and a couple of girls off to an arts fair. But as usually is the case, the map gets twisted and the protagonists end up in a land far removed from their destination. I was that bumbling navigator, trusting the authority of Google instead of using my head, leading us furthur down through the twists and turns of Highway 22X. We laughed when we found ourselves in Longview.
After an hour of backtraking we pulled into the full parking lot at the Priddis community hall. There were vendors of all kinds lining the inner wall of the community centre and the outer line of the yard: antiques, jewelry, pastel-painted furniture with crystal handles, handcrafted decorations made of recycled materials and black and white photos. Walking past a two-tiered silver serving dish, my Mom was distracted by the round pink and black nuggets poured into colourful cupcake shells. "What, are they magnets?" she asked. Turned out they were liquorice samples. You never knew what you were going to run across there.
With pincushion flowers in arm, we stopped in Bragg Creek for a bite and a run through of some shops, before hitting the road, homebound this time. Luckily, we had a better idea of how to get there.
At least Longview is very scenic... you couldn't have taken a nicer detour! (Though if you were there, you should've been listening to Ian Tyson instead of Billy Joel. :)
ReplyDeleteThat's for sure, it was a lovely adventure (:
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