Niagara Falls has the greatest french fries in the world.
Our day began when we left the Clearfield Hampton Inn and hit the open highway.
Along the way we stumbled across the Zippo Museum. How could we not stop? That would be like driving past the world’s largest skillet (which is located in Iowa, I’m told).
After a few photos, we hopped back into the car and headed up to the falls.
While I haven’t ever seen a waterfall like that, Evelyn has lived for a bit in Brazil and she was not impressed.
The first activity we did was the Cave of the Winds.
We donned the lovely yellow hefty bags and headed out.
The interesting thing about the Cave of the Winds is that there isn’t a cave. It’s actually just a series of platforms that are VERY close to the American Falls. Evelyn even survived her time on the closest platform, Hurricane Ridge.
Next up was riding the Maid of the Mists under the falls.
We switched out the yellow hefty bag ponchos for some pretty blue ones. Given the temperature, I felt a lot like a hot, sweaty, smurf.
The boats went fairly close to the falls, but not all they way. Evelyn was not impressed.
After a quick trip to the viewing platform…
And a little love for Tesla…
We headed off to Canada.