School got out, we started moving rooms around, and in the middle of that Mr. Darcy and I took off on a quick little anniversary trip to Vancouver Island. I have been wanting to visit there for years, but it never worked out before. Do you know that in the 12 years I have lived in Washington, this is the first time I’ve been to Canada? That’s crazy.
Anyway, I have a ton of pictures from our very short trip because our bed and breakfast was the most charming 1920s house and it was surrounded by many other adorable old homes and you know how I am with old homes. I had to take fifteen pictures of each house we walked past because OHMYGOSH-THEY-ARE-SO-CUTE!!!
It was a really interesting look into what a jillion dollars in coal money could buy you in the late 1800s. There were some serious clams put into that place, but it was definitely not my style home. It was so dark inside, it would be a great place for rich vampires to raise their freakshow children (Renesmee, I’m looking at you).
Naturally, we had to have tea at the Grand Empress which was my favorite stop on the trip. The whole time I kept saying, “Our girls would LOVE THIS. We have to bring them back someday.”
It was fantastic. It was expensive, but so very fantastic. It was very British. I could easily pretend that I was having tea at Pemberley/Manderley some huge British estate. Next time I go, I swear I’m going to wear Regency garb and let everyone look at me like I’m a loon. And I’m going to bring all my girls because what is better than dressing up in Jane Austen clothes and spending $300 on a handful of tiny tea sandwiches? NOTHING IS BETTER THAN THAT.