Salvation Army

Of all the Salvation Armies on the HRM, the Cole Harbour store is the smallest, yet still mighty. I find they often have good quality items, regardless of the cramped location. Solid selection of glass ware, dresses and jewelry. It might just be the neat freak in me, but it really bugs me that there is ALWAYS at least one cart full of items to be shelved just hanging out outside their sorting doors, against a rack of clothing, blocking it all. Drives me crazy. I always think this place should have a larger selection of frames and paintings/​prints, but alas, they don’t.
All that to say, I don’t usually venture to this little location unless I’m in the area.

I love coming here during their 50% off sales. It’s great for kiddie clothes that are practically brand new. You can get onesies for 50 cents and sleepers for a dollar. It’s a great spot to come for this stuff because kids go through clothes so fast, they only wear it a few times and then grow out of it. Then you can just donate it back and the cycle continues. It’s a great way to support a good cause, and added bonus: No Tax! Plus, at this location there is a lovely lady who works here with a British accent who is just so nice, you can’t help but like her! She’s so pleasant and kind to all the customers.

After filling an Indian cuisine void, in my belly and in my soul, a precarious dash across the street took me into a small Sally Anne.
The store was adequately shelved with various wares and clothing for all occasions. Andrew and I perused the wracks, only to discover that inflation has taken hold of even the tiniest of thrift shops. Long sleeve cotton tees that once went for an irresistible $ 2.99 now wear tags demanding $ 4.99. I shall not participate! Okay, I probably will, but I don’t want the Value Village fate of sky rocketing prices to be the new norm in used clothes shopping.
I found a couple of pieces I so desired, but wasn’t willing to cough up half a tenner for a simple shirt — call me cheap, but that’s where I’m standing. The book /​cassette /​VHS area was pretty fun, with carts loaded with random junk and the odd treasure.
In the end, no purchases were made, but a fun jaunt was had. I do like this location and endorse it as a reasonable place to shop. Just doesn’t expect ample, libidinous deals from the days of yore.