Thinking about it now, we should have really checked out Niagara Falls one day later, on the 4th of July…
We boarded our Greyhound bus at midday from Toronto bus station, taking an hour and a half to get to the national treasure.
The weather was much better out near the boarder town of Niagara
We got dropped off at one of the first stops in town, so we could slowly walk towards the water falls and take it in from (almost) every angle
We thought twice about queueing up for hours, having to wear these blue suits and getting wet on the boat
The American side
The strength of the waterfalls really created a constant mist around the site
The exact reason for the boat tours
Such a sunny day brought tourists from all walks of life to the town
Once we got all the way to the beginning of the waterfall, and after we stared at the tons of water quickly falling of the side of the cliff, we turned and caught the bus back to the station.
Honestly, I’m glad I went, but I’m not going back any time soon.
Maybe to get on the boat actually…