There's not much to do at a ferry than lie down on the corridor and take photos, eh? (And to put your Hubby do it as well, the most attentive ones may notice...) Well here's my Princess of the British Columbia Ferry Services, travelling from Vancouver Tsawwassen to Victoria Swartz Bay. She learned to walk on the day we left Finland, so talk about timing. How about my Tiger Boy then? No language barriers, roaring has this international sound. Though he was offended when his new friends named him Kitty Cat. (And no idea how he knew what that word meant...)