I took my son to Victoria, B.C. yesterday. We rode the Clipper from Seattle, and it took about three hours to get there. I was so excited to take this trip with him, and it was every bit as fun as I imagined it would be. We used the fact that we were studying Canada in school as an excuse to go, but it was really more about letting this amazing boy of mine know that I love him and that I love spending time with him. And really, who needs an excuse for that? I hope he knows that everyday, but sometimes it's fun to do something a extra special together. The bonus was that we did some learning for school, too.
We visited the Royal B.C. museum, one of the best history museums I've ever been to. Trent seemed the most fascinated by the 80's and 90's exhibit. It was strange and funny to see parts of my childhood displayed in a museum. He laughed when I showed him a giant VHS camera, and I told him that parents would bring those to their kid's games and recitals in the "olden days" to record them.
The Parliament building was beautiful ,and it was interesting to compare and contrast it to our own state's capital building and form of government- since we had just visited it a few months ago. We also had tea at the Empress hotel. I wasn't sure what Trent would think of this, but he said it was his favorite part of the trip. It felt like going to tea at a palace. He was sweetly nervous at first, but the waitress was so kind, and set him at ease. While I was sipping my tea, a mouse ran under the chair next to me, and into a corner! It was funny because it seemed so incongruous with the setting. The waitress told me that they had just had the windows open that morning, and that it probably crawled in from the ivy. Now, Trent and I have an idea for our next book collaboration. We're going to write a story about a mouse who lives at the Empress hotel.
After that, we wandered around the city a bit, completely taken in by the charm. We loved Munro's books, and we picked up a few treasures at that place. And then it was time to get back on the boat and go home. We were tired by the end of the day- happy tired, but tired nonetheless. It was a good day.