Niagara Falls. Incredible. That's the only way I can describe it. We took so many pictures I don't have enough story to cover them all, so be sure and click on the scrapbook link above and browse at your discretion.
We left our motel around 10:30 and headed towards the falls. On our way we stopped at one of the many visitor centers and signed up for a Gray Line tour including a jet boat ride to the whirlpool, a visit to the falls, and a trip to the top of Minolta Tower. When we finally got to the jet boat (see issue 6 of From The Road) it was quite a thrill. We were taken right into a category 5 rapid and told "anyone not having a good time can get out now". Our driver, Dave, had quite a bit of fun doing 180's with the 1800 horses he had to play with behind us. After the jet boat, our bus driver, Dave, took us to see the floral clock, the power plants, and a view of the falls from one of two towers overlooking the falls.
Once the Gray Line tour was over, we walked back into Canada to get an Ontario HRC shirt. I was highly amused at the strict immigration policy they enforced. "What is your citizenship?" "I'm a communist with a terrorist plot to take over your country by force". "Proceed". The American's were just as strict, except in order to leave Canada we had to pay 50 cents a piece. Anyway, to top that off, the Hard Rock was all out of the Large and X-Large sizes of the shirt Chris wanted. He had to settle for a medium from the cute little witch with an attitude that was selling the merchandise. I hope they're nicer in Tennessee.
