On our second full day in the city of Victoria, we decided to explore the inner harbour and go shopping for souveniers. A visit to Munros book store and Rogers Chocolates was a must.
After the excitement of the whale watching and being out on the water, we chose to spend our second full day in Victoria, Vancouver island’s capital, exploring the local area and doing some shopping. We found a quaint little gift shop down on the water front where we stocked up on maple creams (the most delicious Canadian biscuits with a creamy maple flavoured filling) and gifts for friends and family back home. Bear and whale teddies were everywhere, along with magnets and imitation car plates and ‘beware of the bears’ signs. After walking along the waterside and taking some photos of the local historic buildings, we walked down the main street towards Munros bookshop. I had spotted it the day before when we had walked through to our hotel. My friend had bought me a voucher to the value of my age in dollars, to be spent at the bookshop, along with a bookbag to hold my purchases. ‘You’ll feel like a native.’ she’d said at my excitement on opening it.
Munros bookshop was first founded by famous author John Munro and his wife Alice Munro (the 2013 Nobel prize winning short story writer) in 1963. The downtown store which has been Munros since 1984 is a large independent bookstore, which today has 30 staff and a large selection of children’s books. The building itself is quite striking, of a neo classical style, with with a 24-foot (7.3 m) coffered ceiling, designed in 1909 for the Royal Bank of Canada by architect Thomas Hooper. Just entering the building has a magical feel about it and the selection of books, not to mention stationary, bags, pens and other literary themed stock was incredible. I spent over an hour of browsing and deliberating, lost in the thrill of a new bookshop I loved, surrounded by like minded people from all walks of life.
I left, having spent more than my voucher and narrowed by selection down to 3 books – 2 by Canadian authors – one of which (Adrift by Lisa Brideau) had a local setting. They are on my bookshelf now, calling to be read before I forget the names of the places I have visited, or they become distant memories, replaced by the next adventure.
After Munros, we wondered around some more local shops, pausing for photos beside a life size grizzly bear in a checked Canadian style shirt – his name was Barry, the note on his chest said and he liked having his picture taken. We came across Rogers Chocolate shop, where we bought Victoria creams to try and found ourselves going back for more. The chocolates are enough for 2 to share and each contains a flavoured cream centre, such as blueberry, lemon or peach. They reminded me of Fry’s peppermint cream bar, although much nicer. We took some home for ourselves and family too. Rogers reminded me of the chocolatier shops of the past. Only after visiting, did I realise that the shop is a National Historic Site, linking back to a family from Massachusetts (Charles Rogers was their son), who moved to Victoria in 1885 and set up a Green Grocers on Government street which imported chocolates from San Francisco. Charles and his wife began making their own, when they realised how popular the sweets and chocolates they imported were among locals and tourists. His first creation was the Victoria Cream and it was instantly popular and began his career as Canada’s first chocolatier. The chocolates were made on the premises, in the building that still stands there today. Although the business was sold by Mrs Rogers after the death of her husband, and before she also passed away, it lives on as part of the heritage and tradition of the local area and it’s people. I was glad that we came across it and could experience the beautiful building and the divine chocolates.
After a busy day shopping we had a tea and coffee in a small cafe overlooking one of the busy streets. A band was playing in the distance, adding a nice atmosphere to the afternoon. We headed back along the harbour front to our hotel to refresh ourselves and get ready to go out for dinner. That night we chose to eat at a Canadian restaurant chain called Earls. After a short wait, we were seated outside at a very nice table with cushioned seats and added throw cushions and blankets. The Canadian’s do eating out well, as my friend pointed out, much like American’s they don’t go out just for drinks. It’s a big social occasion and food is key. I hear the seafood is good in Victoria, the steak too, but as neither of us eat that we choose burgers and pasta. The food was really good, as expected, we had eaten at Earls in Downtown Vancouver days ago and been impressed about the comfort and relaxed dining experience. The truffle fries were to die for as was my rose sangria. The next day would be our final in Victoria, and we were leaving by bus for the ferry terminal around 3.30pm.
We both felt a little sad to be leaving the island so soon. If we returned, we would definitely have spent more time exploring the surrounding area. Buchant Gardens look beautiful and Nanaimo had been mentioned by a few people I knew. Also, Sidney was labelled as the Hay on Wye of Vancouver – with a selection of book shops to rival the bustling town on the Wales/England border.
Vancouver Island was definitely a change from Vancouver downtown and somewhere worth returning to, to explore more of the vast area.