The Grand Finale.

HIGH TEA & OTHER AMAZING THINGS BELOW! :)

{Warning: If you are not particularily fond of pictures, do not continue on with this post. There are more on this post than I have ever put on before at one time. I couldn't help it. There were too many to choose from. Sue me.}


This is our last day in Victoria. And may very well be my favorite day of vacation. I can't decide. But I do know I was in Heaven.

First of all, we went to and toured the Craigdarroch Castle. There was so much history behind it that was simply captivating, but I won't bore you with all the details - instead I will show you pictures.



Above is the castle back in the day.

Below is the castle present day.













Next, husby told me we were headed to Butchart Gardens.

"Big deal...just another garden", I thought to myself.

That is where I was completely wrong.



It was enormous, and so beautiful that I screamed.



And jumped.



And ran.



And skipped.



And cried.



And laughed.



And flounced.



And twirled.



And shrieked.



And squealed.



And sighed.



And oohed.



And ahhed.



And did cartwheels.



And toetouches.



And took an insane amount of pictures.

So after we perused the different gardens for over an hour, it was 2:00 and time for high tea.




This was our view from our table on the deck.







You got to choose from an assortment of teas, and then they brought out an insane amount of finger foods. A savory plate, a sweet plate and a scone plate.



I



loved



every



minute



of



this!!!





Is THIS how you do it? ;)



The food was fantastic and the experience was unreal. Sitting in the middle of the most incredible garden I had ever been in while sipping tea and nibbling (gorging) on such delectable goodies while engaging in delightful conversation with husby....ahhhh, it was the best.


































So. Are you in awe yet? You should be. Because I was.

I died 14 times while in this garden.

I think Heaven MUST resemble this.

I thanked husby time and again for not letting me have tea at The Empress Hotel, because I just don't know how it could have topped this day. It simply couldn't.

And then, we had to get on the ferry and head back to Seattle. I wanted to cry, but I held it in because I didn't want to spoil a perfect day.








Bye Bye British Columbia. I love you.



I hope we meet again one day....