Arriving in Toronto, I was reminded of home. Similar size to Melbourne, dirty trains, too many old buildings knocked down to make way for steel and glass skyscraping boxes, old warehouses now being recycled as apartments, art centres, and so on. Once more I was staying in the basement of a townhouse. These make a great hotel alternative – spacious and quiet. In this case the hosts were so friendly …. and even did a load of washing for me!
Highlight of Toronto was being met by friend Pamela who had come across from England to meet up with me. We had dinner when she dropped me at my BnB, then dinner again before I got on the train to head west to Vancouver.
In the middle was The Big One – a day trip to Niagara Falls. All that water …. spectacular, amazing. Mesmerising too. We stood watching the water drop off the edge of the river rapids and it was like I was waiting for it to finish. But no, it goes on and on and on …. and on and on and …… We went on “Maid of the Mist” which got quite close enough to the Falls, thank you very much. And we went behind the Falls, walking down tunnels to large door sized port holes to watch the falls. Not that there was much to see – it was a white wall of water. But the noise …. thundrous, to put it mildly. There was also a viewing balcony quite close halfway down from the top of the Falls. Close enough that you got wetter than on “Maid of the Mist”, in spite of plastic capes.