If you’re crossing the border from New York into Ontario you kind of have to see Niagara Falls. I spotted the fog-like mist from inside the car before I laid eyes on any of the waterfalls. I was ecstatic to finally see them, but it took us a while to actually get there because explaining to border patrol why you, an American/Venezuelan and him, an Australian, are together is actually pretty hard.
We were forewarned about visiting the falls. Friends told us how touristy it is, but that it is still worth going. They told us all about the Canadian side vs. the New York side beef. We choose the Canadian side for the (recommended) better views.
The Niagara Falls are truly incredible and definitely worth visiting. There is so much force, so much life and energy within them; I could stare for ages. But before I was able to stare hard enough to transfer any of The Fall’s powers into my own body, as you do, I was bumped by a fellow tourist who preferred the spot I was standing in over his own. Fine. He could have it. Then we were bumped on purpose so we could take a picture of a lovely European couple. Fine, again. I love photography. We walked towards the horseshoe falls but turned back when we saw crowds of people coming off tour buses in a parking-lot that charged $18 for parking. It felt like we were in a section of Disney World.
We should have been more prepared. We had no idea that Niagara Falls is a proper city equipped with a casino, and wax museum, indoor water parks, and an outlet mall, tall hotels and a Rainforest Cafe. We never looked it up because we thought there was no need.
It’s not that we wanted the falls to ourselves, it’s that we wanted some time to think. A sight as beautiful as that of Niagara Falls inspires a large dosage of “taking it all in” and “rethinking life” and “figuring out what life is, anyway”.
We’ll plan differently for our next visit and maybe even try the New York side.