Heading east from Toronto, I came across, what I thought was a broken water pipe or maybe a flooded gutter. Whatever it was, coming from the California drought, I knew someone was in big trouble.
I was wrong! This is Niagara Falls. I took a closer look and saw a boat that would take me even closer.
The problem was that it was on the other side of the water…in another country…Back in the USA. I saw a bridge, maybe I can sneak in.
I figured if I crawled on the curvy bit, I could sneak over, get my ride, and sneak back before anyone knew.
Note: Bubba don’t play those games! We don’t mess with Immigration or Customs from any country we visit. The idea of a jail is not my idea of a good time. The idea of a foreign jail is enough to melt the plastic off a little person.
I made it to the other side and climbed to the top of this tower to get a better view.
The view was great but it looks a little wet and misty down there. I can’t really see; I’ll have to get closer.
I saw a lot of people dressed in blue raincoats. May I can score one from this nice lady.
It’s a little big around the shoulders but there is my boat so I must hustle.
The boat took me to the falls but this part looks a little rocky.
Hey look, there’s another place that looks a little more peaceful over there.
Annnnd, maybe just a shade too rough. I thought I’d give skiing a shot.
TOO ROUGH! TOO ROUGH! TOO FOAMY! GET ME BACK TO LAND!
Canada is that a way. I’m heading back now.
Back to the normalcy of Canada.
Maybe heading east would be a better bet.
East to Day 4