I was the first person to enter the museum that morning and I was welcomed by a beautiful green parrot called "Little E". He flew onto my arm and stayed with me for at least 10 mins. Our son is a parrot lover so would have loved this one as it was so friendly. Little E even gave me a kiss without piercing my lips together. He did take a fancy to my necklace and earrings so that became the time to find someone to pass him onto.
I walked past a compound and there was a poor tortoise laying on its side struggling to turn itself over. The only way he managed it was due to another bigger tortoise trying to get past and flipping the tortoise into an upright position.
The museum also contained some exotic plants one of which was the pitcher plant, a carnivorous plant feeding on ants, termites and bees. The plants have modified leaves known as pitfall traps—a prey-trapping mechanism featuring a deep cavity filled with digestive fluid liquid.
After going around 4 times, it was time to meet Gary. He was waiting for me in the gift shop and had been there for 2 hours as he could not find anything of interest to visit. So, if I had come out after 45 mins he would not have had to wait as long and I would not have had to go round and round and round.
The next day we left our hosts Leny and Bob after a very nice stay. Leny had a beautiful garden and I could not resist some photos for my memory book.
Our first day and only day in Vancouver was spent visiting the Dr. Sun Yat-Sen Classical Chinese Garden, the first of its kind outside of China. It is an authentic representation of an age – old garden tradition which reached its peak in the Ming Dynasty (1368-1644). The Garden is characteristic of the private spaces within a Ming scholar’s residence. With its asymmetrical arrangement of rocks and plants, its winding paths and corridors, and the vistas that overlook its courtyards, the Garden emulates the rhythms of nature. Ming dynasty scholars, the elite of their time, lived and worked in their garden, sharing these enchanting spaces with friends and family of all ages. Like any home, a scholar’s garden was filled with energy, but also offered quiet moments for contemplation.
The house was put together without using nails or screws.
Whilst we were there an employee came to feed the koi. He called them to him by banging on a gong placed in the water. The fish heard the gong and knew it was feeding time.