CANADA – DAY 3 …STILL
IN VICTORIA, VANCOUVER ISLAND
The morning the Group assembles and is on the bus to the
Butchart Gardens for a 2.5 hour visit.
The gardens are stunning filling an old completed quarry
supplying Portland Cement in the late 1880s – early 1900s. The gardens occupy an area totalling 22 hectares and are at many different
levels. Planting is on a mass profusion
basis and the effect is stunning, resulting in many oohs and aahs from all. At the bottom level, there is a sizeable lake
and massive fountain jets are continually on display.
It is a very busy tourist spot, with many tranquil
sections. The busiest spot would have to
be the Gift Shop.
Once back on the bus, many start to struggle with “Nodding
Heads”. The return bus trip covers the
Bus ride of yesterday in the opposite direction. Bus driver of yesterday much more
informative. On return we are dropped
off at the City Centre where we lunch at the Old Spaghetti Factory….good deal –
soup/salad/bread/sweet and coffee for $10.00.
Caesar salad disappointing – missing eggs, bacon, anchovies…basically
lettuce mayonnaise and a bit of cheese with the odd crouton.
We then walk around the City Centre to Beacton Square and around the waterfront
then returning to Laurel Point Inn, our
great accommodation.
We again assemble at 6.00pm to be met by a local guide Joy,
a young Chinese lass who has been in Canada for 5-7 years. She is taking us for a walking tour around
China Town, with a Chinese dinner.
Others in the Group were off doing whale watching [Orcas] in
zodiacs. The Chinese were in Canada
following the gold after the depletion of the Californian gold rush. In addition they were being used as
labourers in the construction of the railways across Canada.
The meal was a basic Chinese multi course menu…nothing out
of the ordinary. Joy was very
entertaining joining in with Australian humour.
We were shown the original Chinese school that is now used for after
school language and art classes. We told
about the family culture, as well as participating in a lantern walk through
China Town, visiting the narrow alleyways which housed opium and gambling
dens. The climax of the evening was Joy
playing a Gourd Flute (including Waltzing Matilda) and singing a Chinese song
in two different ways to reflect sadness and happiness.
We head home circa 10.00pm around the harbour with the
Legislative Building spectacularly lit up with light globes tracing its profile.
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