Hamilton... Bosnia... what's the difference?
Alright so it has been a hundred million years (give or take) since I have written here but I though I ought to get back on it. To spur that, I offer you the story of last night.
So, to begin, I needed to go to Fabricland for some little odd and ends to finish up a few sewing projects I have in the works. Tegan came along to find some fabric for a skirt I had said I would make for her. So after a few wrong turns and big squares (damn, lousy one-way streets) we finally ended up in the right area. We decided to park and walk down since it’s horrible trying to park any closer to the stores.
After much ado we get to the block where Fabricland *should* be. I say should because, even though I saw no less than two signs for the place on various sides of the building, I could not for the life of me find the place. I walked back and forth twice. I could see them filming a movie on the side street that intersected by the store but it was sort of in the back of my mind. Finally I stepped back and looked up at the building signs. NONE of them were in English! They had covered the front of all the buildings for the film. Arg.
So this is why I couldn’t find Fabricland, because it was a Bosnian jail. I went into said jail, bought my fabric, waited while they did some filming and made my way home. What a night.
My final thought on the subject is this. Should I be concerned that North Hamilton can make a convincing war-time Bosnia by just changing the names on some signs?
So, to begin, I needed to go to Fabricland for some little odd and ends to finish up a few sewing projects I have in the works. Tegan came along to find some fabric for a skirt I had said I would make for her. So after a few wrong turns and big squares (damn, lousy one-way streets) we finally ended up in the right area. We decided to park and walk down since it’s horrible trying to park any closer to the stores.
After much ado we get to the block where Fabricland *should* be. I say should because, even though I saw no less than two signs for the place on various sides of the building, I could not for the life of me find the place. I walked back and forth twice. I could see them filming a movie on the side street that intersected by the store but it was sort of in the back of my mind. Finally I stepped back and looked up at the building signs. NONE of them were in English! They had covered the front of all the buildings for the film. Arg.
So this is why I couldn’t find Fabricland, because it was a Bosnian jail. I went into said jail, bought my fabric, waited while they did some filming and made my way home. What a night.
My final thought on the subject is this. Should I be concerned that North Hamilton can make a convincing war-time Bosnia by just changing the names on some signs?