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... Falls you could ever imagine. The room had a Spa and a separate sitting room. I took advantage of the spa straight away. What bliss!
On our way out to dinner we were in the elevator and Russ was returning the trolley that we had used to get our luggage up to the room. There were some other people in the lift and he said to them "Would you like a cart?". They looked at him strangely and said, "That's a funny thing to say, why would we ...
The final leg to Niagara Falls! We had 86 miles left today so we decided we'd do 65, break for dinner and then see how we felt. The whole day was along the canal again, which was nice but so much slower and we had the wind against us all day. Just before we left Jo's, a guy called Ben who camps in the back garden got chatting to us ...
... food scraps I’m sure (Angel), and didn’t seem to mind us being there one bit. He snuck right up on us and Blake even pulled out his knife, not sure if it was Big Foot or not approaching in the pitch black dark! We both completely froze in place and just prayed he wasn’t going to spray us. That was the last thing we needed. For the rest of the evening we were doing "skunk checks" and shining the flashlight all over camp to be sure he didn’t come back ...
... virtually (FaceTime, email, Skype, iMessage, etc.), we named our blog "COMEJOINUS.CA" because we don't want to wait until we return to Toronto to physically see our friends and family again
This morning we woke up and Jason's mom and stepdad drove us to the airport in Buffalo where we'll be flying to Dallas. And thanks to not leaving ourselves enough time and a ridiculously long wait at the border, WE MISSED OUR FLIGHT. It isn't too bad. There's ...
... would be my handheld Jet Boil backpacking stove.
With night one of slightly crispy dinner and cold, hard sleeping pad semi-restful sleep we awake to our first true day of adventure. No time to spare we venture toward the cascading international border line. Before we can even get our first glance of the falls we meet a candidate for the most interesting acquaintance of our travels. Without so much as an ...