Category Archive: Canada

Victoria, BC – Let the Bargaining Begin

Tuesday: April 08, 2008    
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If this is Tuesday. This must be day two of our stay in Victoria, BC. And what a day it was! A day like no other. Full of adventure, compromise, and shopping! Woo hoo! :)

As the day began, Kevin had his heart set on hiking. Being the rugged outdoorsman he is, and his backpack loaded with beef jerky, he was more than ready! But Tina had other ideas. She had grandiose visions of shopping every store in Victoria. There was a great plot hatched with her brother Chris. There would be great shopping carnage and much bounty to be had. But how exactly could she achieve this great feat? Sadly she had bargained herself into going hiking with Kevin to see the great Niagara Falls. No! Not THOSE Niagara falls but the ones in Goldstream Provincial Park right outside of Victoria. Tina said … “Oh kind sir. For a little shopping today, I’ll gladly repay you with hiking tomorrow.” And that was her fate. Hiking. But enter kind and resourceful brother Chris to her rescue. Continue Reading > > >

Victoria, BC … Butch Art Baby!

Monday: April 08, 2008    
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Moving right along. In keeping with our itinerary. If this is Monday. This must be Victoria, BC, Canada.

We left this morning early. Sadly, no breakfast at the New Leaf Cafe. Sorry Tina … no smoked Salmon “Benny.” It was way to early. Chris (the trip-master and organizer extraordinaire ) made a ferry reservation. Though honestly, for these “out of season tourists,” we didn’t need any stinkin’ reservations. We were only the third car in our lane, waiting to get to Victoria. In the meantime coffee and breakfast were in order. Again, many places were closed. Thankfully a little market selling warm egg, sausage and cheese sandwiches was open. Oh and lest we forget … good STRONG coffee! Mmm mmm mmm! With sandwiches and coffee in hand, we found a picnic table to eat and prepare ourselves for what was to come.

After a lengthy ferry ride, and disembarking, it was off to Butchart (boo-shart) gardens. In the thirteen years I’ve lived in Seattle, I’d never been to Orcas Island, nor to Victoria. So it goes without saying I’d never stepped foot in Butchart. Or “Butch Art” as Chris was calling it. :) But can there really be any butch art in a garden? Hence my urinal photo. That’s Butch Art baby! Continue Reading > > >