We Dive With the Best of Em'

Hello Moto!



… dumpster dive that is! Ok, I use the term loosely … there is no dumpster involved, so I suppose it would be more accurately described as culturally acceptable garbage picking. To demystify it further, I should admit it’s actually like a city-wide free garage sale dominating the sidewalks of Halifax. We simply call it FUN!

Word on the treasure-lined street is that the end of August / beginning of September is the best time of year to refurbish your pad with discarded goods. This annual window can be accredited to the new school year lease renewal season.

Thus far we have rescued a plastic patio chair, a small shelf on casters, a mint Motorola scale (retailing for $50), a retro diner chair with original cosmic Mod vinyl, and best of all, a Scorpion Dirt Devil mini vacuum. We also scored one Venetian blind (which, when brought home, was discovered to be broken and has since made its way back to the curb for some other scavenger to decide its fate). Some worthy items we passed up include, an operational (as promised by the sign attached) microwave, a DVD player with potential, and a faux Persian rug.

Let there be no mistake, there is no stigma attached to scavenging. Diggers everywhere tote their garbage-gone-gold home with smug looks of “I found it first sucker.” It is a phenomena befitting the reuse and recycle culture we have observed in this salty city.

Elton, Laura, and Dakota have told tales of the garbage glory to be found in Montreal. Haligonians appear to have different tastes (or less disposable income) than the Habs because we have yet to come across any Ikea refuse.

The adventure continues for a few more days. We are no less than thrilled, borderline addicted … junk junkies!