It’s been a weekend of shopping and packing, packing and shopping. We’re basically living out of luggage for the next seven months, so I’ve been busily trimming my possessions down to the essentials. Plus, of course, it’s going to be ridiculously hot and tropical in Malta, so I need some appropriate clothes.
As you can see, I solved my hot climate shoe crisis (with these) and also acquired some, uh, man capris (clamdiggers? flood pants? pedal pushers?). I’m not a big fan of these, but they seem very practical. They’re lightweight, more formal than shorts and don’t look awful with my, irk, sandals.
I had a follow-up sartorial crisis–finding an appropriate hat. Ballcaps are out, Tilley hats are for deserts and jungles, and I’m not quite old enough for a fedora. So, I thought a straw hat might be a good fit–light, wide-brimmed and only somewhat ridiculous.
A couple of people advised me to look for a straw hat in the surf shops around Burrard and 4th. I didn’t find any in the first three shops I visited. At the third shop, I asked a couple of clerks where I might find such a chapeau.
She turned to her fellow clerk and said “where was that hat we were wearing last week?” She goes down to the basement, and comes back with a straw hat. They don’t actually sell them, they just had this one kicking around. It fits me, so they give it to me for free. How cool is that? I am, more or less, all set.
In related news, if I haven’t replied to an email or phone message, the big cardboard list behind me is to blame. If you look closely, you’ll see that it’s divided into two lists–“Work” and “Life”, each with about 40 items. I blurred the bullet points to protect client privacy, but we’ve been absurdly busy over the past few weeks.
I’m really looking forward to April 22, when we’re going to be spending a week of offline vacation at our friends’ villa in the south of France.
UPDATE: At my foolish request, my Malta stylings are getting worked over on Dethroner, one of my favourite newish blog finds.