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We had a great time in Niagara. The hotel was mediocre, but we didn’t spend much time in it anyway. The power of the falls is truely amazing. The river flows so serenely yet violently at the same time. Right at the brink the water looks like liquid glass, just gracefully sliding along. A few short feet later it erupts into a powerful spay. Then, below the falls, all is calm for a while as the river resumes its course.

A couple of kilometers from the falls are some of the most powerful rapids I have ever seen. The energy in the Niagara River over those falls is monumental. Standing along side, I could feel the calm energy of it all as it hurried its way along down steam.

We, of course, did all of the tourist things. At least the ones open at this time of year. The Maid of the Mist wasn’t running yet, and not all of the boardwalks down by the falls were open. But that was OK. We took the elevator down behind the Horseshoe falls and decended to the Gorge; went to the butterfly garden (over 2,000 butterflies); did a little hiking at a park along the river; marched up and down Clifton Hills too many times.

That is a strange area. Clifton Hills is full of tourist things, but mostly haunted houises. There has to be 4-5 different haunted attractions on one stretch of road. I convinced Sarah to go through one with me -Frankenstien’s House (or whatever). It was really lame. Basically, it was a twisting hallway with all of the lights turned out. Nothing jumped out at us, no one attempted to scare us. It was like they hadn’t turned everything on yet. Very dissappointing.

Today, we killed the patio. And that’s about it. Well, I poked the race car a couple of times - and it poked back. Now that the weather has gotten a bit nicer I’ve got to find the electrical trouble. It’s getting spark, but just won’t start. Unfortunately the wire that I need to track down is used for pretty much every circuit on the car. It just keeps going and branching off. It is very annoying.