Niagara Falls

I've seen Niagara Falls in movies and on television but that doesn't really compare to the real thing. They're actually smaller than I'd imagined. I was bummed because there was an elevator down to below the falls but its only operational during the summer. I thin they would be that much more impressive from below. Regardless, they were still very neat. The river above just spills onto the cliffs below. A torrent of whitewash smashing onto the basin creates a booming sound that echoes through the canyon. A plume of mist rises from the largest part of the falls, visible on the approaching drive.

Tim and I walked the length of the falls. The Canadians across the border seemed to get a better view of the falls, more straight on. The largest falls were obscured by the rising mist so we couldn't really grasp their magnitude. I would want to come back in the summer and see them from below anyway.

We contemplated trying to cross the Canadian border without passports, we didn't know how strict it was. As we drove away from the falls we passed the border check area. We decided to just get out and ask someone before trying to drive it. We realized that we were walking somewhere we shouldn't have been when a few border patrol officers approached us cautiously. We asked them about passports and Tim was casually just holding his hands behind his back and the cops put their hands on their guns and told him to pull out his hands. We apologized. The cops were sarcastic when we asked them about passports and we took the hint and left. We decided after that to go around Canada, take the extra hour on our trip.