Niagara--Can You Feel The Mist?

Friday Day 12
Niagara Falls-Canada
We woke up this morning to rain. The boys went to the Ripley’s Believe It or Not Museum—Jacob has a collection of the Ripley’s Believe It or Not Books—it must be a boy thing. The rain stopped and blue skies came out behind the clouds—all the flowerbeds are beautiful and manicured. It was a short walk to the Maid of the Mist boat dock and a few minutes later—sporting thin blue plastic rain parkas we loaded on the boat with about 200 other blue plastic rain parkas and headed off the short distance to the falls. The boys had decided they wanted to ride on the top level of our floating shower. I had no idea they were so massive—amazing again. A half hour later we were back at the dock— wet in spite of the parkas. The boys left to go to the wax museum—Ernie and I walked back to our hotel and grab a few postcards—me looking like I was having a bad hair day. I put a load in the coin laundry and returned to our room with a fire going in the fireplace. I could do this another day or two but tomorrow we off to Palmyra, New York. I am loving the camera Ernie bought me just before we launched. I still don’t know half the tricks it can do—I am hoping to become more skilled as time goes on.