Continuing this summer’s Gulf Islands theme, a few weeks back Wen and I went to Hornby Island. It’s a spectacular place:
It’s also a place where the ’60s never died. Aging hippies sell $4 lattes and $3 baked samosas in the local market and then retreat to their $800,000 beach homes:
The little touches are the best. The “elder parking” at the co-op:
…or the “green roof” on the gas station:
Places like the following abound:
If you search, you can find the requisite geodesic dome house:
It’s a beautiful place, albeit a place that takes itself a little too seriously. But then, that’s what makes it so charming.