Monday, June 8, 2009

The Rideau Hall

This past weekend featured Doors Open Ottawa. However, I feel that this is a bit of a misleading name, since it seems that the buildings participating actually still had their doors closed. I think a better name would have been Doors That Can Open Ottawa, or maybe You Can Come Into Our Buildings As A Special Treat This Weekend Only Ottawa.

Whatever the name is, Darryl and I took part. Sadly, we had planned on doing 5-7 things over the weekend. That did not happen.

We DID, however, take the long walk to Rideau Hall, the home of the Governor General, Michaƫlle Jean.

First, we walked the grounds, which are large and tree filled. Many of the trees were planted by international heads of state. Smart people picked trees such as Sugar Maples. How the International Year of the Child managed to come to life and plant a tree, I'll never know. Anyway, here is a lovely inukshuk.

Up next was this sweet totem pole. Oddly, the plaques for some things, such as this, were way the hell across the lawn, not actually close to the objects at all. It makes no sense!


We then headed for the weeping willow [we took a moment to untangle some of its strands].

There was a statue called Osmosis. Oh 1993, you're so crazy!

Then we headed back closer to the driveway, and went for a swim.

We dried off near this tree that is ripping itself apart [emo]. Actually, there was a massive bolt inside holding it together. That will be fun when it rips apart and hits someone someday LOL

I'm not sure if you can tell or not, but this Sugar Maple, planted by Queen Elizabeth 1 in 1939 looks totally diseased. Very sad.

Eventually, we made it to Rideau Hall itself. We only got to tour the front rooms, and our group was too big, and even though she was home, the GG didn't come say hi to us. Rude. You should always be courteous to guests in your home.

We decided to get the hell out of there, heading back down Sussex Drive. According to this picture, more people were fleeing Ottawa than coming over the bridge from Quebec.

And here is us, all outside in the sun. I'm sure I collected some new freckles that day.

1 comment:

Darryl said...

that makes two of us - yay for freckles.

Love the happy-face totem guy!