A day that starts out at 5 am, includes two bouncing rolling ferry rides and ends after midnight, and includes the words “Butchart Gardens”, you know you must have had a WONDERFUL DAY. It started hard in that we got on the ferry just to find that they have no elevator…so Marcia with all her might had to climb the many stairs to get up into the ferry because they WON’T let her stay in the car for the safety of all others (I guess one could start the car and make a mess of things down there which could take down the ferry). But the ferry “purser” told us how they were going to wheelchair her off, how I could pick her up with the car, and how we could wheelchair her on and off once we leave Victoria on the ferry…so all was good. Other than the bouncing and rolling, which got a few people (not us) a bit ill, and the sighting of a few Whale spouts (I saw one) and some whales (seen by others)…the ferry ride was just that, a ride.
But from the moment we walked into the gardens…
…until we left walking under the Greek Flag, our senses were doused to overload stages. So much color, so many types of vegetation, so many perfect looking plants and gardens and lawns and ponds and fountains…and SO MANY PEOPLE! Well, everything can’t be perfect…With that all said, I will let the pictures tell the rest of the story, be sure to hover over them with your mouse.
If you want to read the fascinating story about how the Butchart Gardens came to be, read this.