(continuation)
Kev pointed out that they had done a great job in differentiating the garden into different parts. There were areas where it's all cool and green, with the sun barely peeking through the lush foliage. And suddenly, we stepped out onto rocks and cacti plants. We were also entranced one of the stream's bigger section, it was very dark with almost no sunlight and I felt that we were almost intruders, and that a fairy queen would come out and tell us to go away. We sat there for a few minutes.
On the way back though, I saw a small black snake on the path in front of us. Suffice to say, I jumped back and squealed. Kev laughed and told me not to be scared of a garter snake. I told him that it's better to be safe than sorry and huffed away. The snake had of course scurried off by then - thank goodness.
