When in Rome...
We find ourselves ending our sentences with "eh?" even though we have yet to hear any actual Canadians utter this word.
Camping tips:
Make your coffee before starting to cook breakfast or you will be taking your first sip just as it's time to head out on your day's adventures.
Wrap sweet potatoes in foil and toss in the fire. Thirty minutes later deliciousness awaits.
Roasting hot dogs over an open fire will only hold kids' attention one time per camping trip. (See photo below.)
Memories:
Grace: when the crazy camp wagon driver drove past our tent. I realized the rapids were probably faster than they looked. Even though the Journey Behind the Falls waterfall looked still it was actually really fast.
Danny: I remember in the morning I woke up before everyone else. I remember walking into the rainforest cafe. Dad carried me across the rocky part of the campsite.
Therese: I remember the kids playing in the sprinkler and then minutes later complaining about getting wet at the falls. The 7 year old kid in the stroller.
Gordon: Danny bouncing on the bouncy pillow until he got wet with sweat. Walking all the way from Maid of the Mist to Table Rock and looking at the falls the whole way. Eating the Volcano!
The run down:
Our second day at Niagara Falls was another misty one! I laughed at the kids who immediately ran through the sprinklers at Niagara Park and then minutes later complained hat they were going to get wet when we got closer to the falls.
We finished the activities on our "Adventure Pass". First we took a long, drippy tunnel to a portal which opened up behind the waterfall. Really, there was nothing to see except a gushing downpour if water but it was cool to think that we were right behind all of nature's fury.
Next we took a long bus ride to a boardwalk hike along the category six rapids formed by the waterfall. These rapids are the most dangerous in the world and it is illegal to attempt them.
During our walk along the waterfall's beautiful parkway we saw a sight hat gives Americans their fat and lazy stereotype: a kid who was at least seven years old sprawled across a stroller as his parents pushed him along. It seemed like something from the Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Movie.
By the time we finished the day's adventures it was late afternoon. We noticed a Rainforest Cafe and decided to treat ourselves to their obscenely huge desert: The Volcano. We have seen this served on our visits to the Rainforest Cafe in Mn. Even with our two kids who live every day in fear that one of them might get more than the other, we could not finish this. I was so overwhelmed that I passed on he toasted marshmallows later in the evening.
We got back at dinner time. While I cooked, the kids and Gordon took the camp wagon ride. They got a big kick out of waving to me as they went past.
We needed to get our money's worth, so after dinner we swam in both the indoor and outdoor pools.
Then we showered off numerous layers of sunscreen and grime and it was off to bed and our last night at Niagara Falls.
Pictures:
1) my genius method for solo hot dog roasting.
2) the beautiful but deadly whitewater rapids
3) LOVE this. Grace silhouetted, reading in the tent.
4) crazy camp wagon ride
5) view of Maid of the Mist from the overlook just before we go behind the falls
5,6) our attempt at a family portrait and a much better result take by a kind fellow tourist.
7) the kids running through the sprinklers
8) view of the tunnel to the portal behind the falls.
9) just after deserting ourselves silly
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