Finding and navigating this place was tricky but well worth the adventure as I stood before the welcoming sign with a vintage flavour, and a tantalizingly view of the quirky grounds beyond.
At a bridge, I came across a group of Japanese-speaking ladies dressed in extravagant Victorian European outfits that looked rather dashing and appearing out of space-time. Their faces were painted white and with sublime streaks of colour, Geisha style, which created a nice anachronistic effect. I knew I had arrived at a special place. There was an "energy" to it, to use New Age parlance, and I must say things did get a little surreal later on, as you'll see.
Blooming fields opened up under hazy skies. I had never been to a place like this one. I believe in flower power but this was epic. Just the size of it was overwhelming with rows upon rows of flowers. I have written about the sunflower fields before, but there were other types of flowers there, and they were just as abundant.
I soon came across a quaint and curious sight. A train crossing in the middle of the flowers. Trippy! It turns out that you can ride a miniature train around the fields, so when crossing the tracks, you need to watch out, or you might just get a blooming surprise.
There is a winery on the grounds where you can enjoy a bottle of local wine among the flowers and eclectic surroundings. Fifteen percent off is not too shabby.
Stop right there, fellow traveler. Where do you think you are going? Enjoying the flowers, are we? Very nice. Would you like to know what lies ahead of you? I see... I see a trip...a long strange one... a bike...a car... ah, that is all I see. 馃敭
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I told you it was a bit surreal.
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Oh look! Here's our ride. Just in time because this leg of the journey has come to an end.
Thank you for visiting.
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