Perked up with a bit of Niagara
Trip Start Apr 18, 2011
65Trip End Dec 09, 2011
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The bus ride is a mere 1 1/2 hours, where we meet a very bubbly girl originally from The Bronx, she invites us to a Damien Marley and Nas concert which I am quite tempted with, but i decide its probably best to not continually alter plans as otherwise I will never leave the North East of America.
After almost getting off at St. Catherines (one stop early) we arrive at Niagara with the hostel practically on the doorstep of the bus depot. Before my rucksack hits the bed, I am out the door and en route to the falls
As the rain lessens we continue, first of all the sound hits you- the distant roar grows louder and nearer until its droning roar is unmistakably alien. This almost prepares you for the sight. There are definitely moments in your life where things are over exagerrated, over publicised and accordingly over estimated, thus leading to disappointment. The Niagara Falls do not fall victim to this optimistic pretense- I take my pictures, but I have to just stand and stare to take in as much as possible. As the 'Maid of the Mist' doesnt open season till next week we are restricted to the sidelines.
After the mist of the falls settles we are hit by a female waterfall of four Canadian students who have finished for the year. We practically paddle back to the hostel as the rain returns- it seems Candian girls enjoy their beers
This reaffirms my love for the chilled out, approachable hostel and caps off a pretty epic day.
Now to plan tomorrow, my Anglo-germanic travelling buddies will return to Toronto, but I will not- Sid and Julien (and Noel) its been an absolute pleasure.
Even though I am being particularly shrewd (or tight Mr. Choyce) my original alotment of 35 pounds a day is now running closer to 50 pounds- this is down to spending too much money travelling between places. I should really sort out a more cost effective form of transportation, but for now its going to have to be a 15 hour Greyhound trip to Washington D.C.
Although I have to say there's nothing like a bit of Niagara to put a spring in your step.