We're enjoying a cocktail - ask Tess for details - on the Verandah of the Empress Hotel, here in the capital of British Columbia, Victoria. We have had a lazy day, enjoying this picturesque tourist town and our hotel. Tomorrow we head off on another ferry for Vancouver, our last port of call.
Imagine sitting on a wide, deep concrete verandah of an old hotel like the Hydro Majestic or the Carrington. Now picture a small harbour - a bit like Wollongong's Boat Harbour but with out the Pacific beyond the breakwater.
Now add float planes, stately public buildings, BIG ferries and you have Victoria harbour as seen from the Empress Hotel.
I don't blame you if you can't picture it.
The float planes follow the same path to land - very slowly it seems - coming in almost above our heads and landing to seaward and returning quietly before revving their engines noisily as they dock.
The shoreline is decorated with flowers spelling out "Welcome to Victoria", mostly in red. I am pleased that its floral display is not limited to tulip time in Spring. And dominating one side is the BC Parliament with its green copper roof and inviting lawn. Reminds me of a small Reichstag.
I will probably add some pictures later to add to my poor prose [Have tried but online editing of pictures is crap in Blogger. Please fix Google!].
I would like to record the detail that Russ managed in his bikie blog or the emotion of Tess's words. But there you are. At least I write something most days!
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