...six to go. This summer I went to see the Niagara Falls. At first I actually didn’t want to go (I know it sounds weird), but I was at an emotional low at the time, feeling like nothing could cheer me up, so I figured, “Why should we bother spending the money?”
It was my first time in another country, too, which I thought was neat. It was a little scary crossing the border from the U.S. to Canada, though, because you have to drive up to these guys who ask you strange questions such as “Do you have any drugs in this car?” and “Young lady, are these really your parents?”. They were really intimidating men even though we hadn’t done anything wrong.
I was glad my parents roped me into going after I caught first sight of the Falls. BEAUTIFUL. They’re simply breathtaking. And the water that they fall into is so BLUE. At night, they even turn lights on that project colors onto the Falls, which is also quite a sight to see. My dad and I wanted to walk from our hotel to the Falls one night to see the lights so we could be getting some exercise, and once we got there, it was all worth it, because normally the spray of the Falls is too much at the part where the Falls actually begin and the river ends. But guess what? The spray was gone for that night, so my dad and I got the opportunity to stand there and look at the sight. Neat, huh?
