I can’t remember how many times I’ve been to Niagara Falls. It is the one place that I’ve been to in almost every place of my life. I went as a kid with my parents and siblings, I went with my husband while we were dating, we brought my young son right before he started kindergarten, and we recetnly went with our whole family of five.
The city iteself changes, and over the last forty years or so, the Falls have even changed, but yet, they still remain the same.
I recognize the crowded streets, the carnival like atmosphere, the bright lights, the cold spray from the Falls, the huge ferris wheel that we could see from our hotel room window.
Parking was worse this last time, and I had trouble with my knee, but overall it was a lasting memory that we will enjoy for a long time.
Standing across from the Falls, my hand on the cold stone wall that kept me from falling down the hill to the sharp rocks below. I would stand there and stare, occasionally taking pictures, occasionally closing my eyes and just standing there, listening to the wind, the water hitting the bottom. I couldn’t feel the spray from there, but I could see it.
We wanted to take the kids on the Maid of the Mist, but the boats had also changed. Maid of the Mist only docked on the American side. The Canadian had a new tour from Hornblower Niagara Cruises. The boats were red trimmed, and the ponchos were red and biodegradable. The boat was less choppy and I liked it much better than when I was a kid.
When I was a kid, I refused to go on until my family came back safe, then my Dad took me alone. Since they didn’t drown, I figured it was okay for me to go. The anxiety is strong in me. At that time, you couldn’t keep the rain jackets. They were much heavier, rubbery, and hot, so very hot.
This boat still rocked and we were drenched from going under or close enough to the falls that the spray was heavier than any torrential downpour I’ve ever been in.
Family on the Hornblower Niagara Cruises. Niagara Falls, Ontario. (c)2016
We walked from the hotel to the souvenir shops and my family walked down to the Falls while I went back to the hotel to rest, read and meditate. Except for my knee and my little to no stamina, we all had a wonderful time.
It reminded me of visiting with my family, and visiting family in Toronto on several occasions.
There was no parking. In all the times I’ve been here, there was parking. Now, they have a public bus that takes you throughout the entire Niagara Park System as well as to many of the tourist attractions and back to a few hotels in the area. They really do make it easily accessible although there were a lot of stairs to contend with.
Our whole family wants to return next summer, and we may. Maybe we’ll stay a little longer than two nights.
I loved traveling with my parents and family. It’s really special to be able to share that with my own kids, and show them fun and the education I got through traveling. As a kid, we always went to historical places and learned so much. I try to do that with my own kids. We went to Gettysburg when my oldest was studyig the Civil War. I even enjoy going on my own as I’ve posted and shared with you when I visited the Schuyler Mansion and Grant Cottage in the spring.
My daughter recently said that she wants to travel the world with me and then go traveling with her father. I think that would be a good time. I’m glad she has a goal in mind. I’m glad that I’ve instilled a sense of travel and photography and even social media posting that we have in this world today.