Niagara

Toronto is about an hour and a huff from the Falls proper.

Steffi, our guide from Moose Travel, had other diversions planned ahead of arrival that meant our arrival was suitably delayed.

A stroll in the small town of Niagara on the lake, some wine-tasting, I really don't know how these wineries would make any money without backpackers...

Anyhoo... We proceeded on towards the falls and finally disembarked in full view of the disappointing American side (where a tumble onto the rocks below would ensure certain death) and a spectacular vista of the Canadian side, whom a number of people have attempted dropping over.

Some met with success, others didn't... Some people tried in a barrel with their favourite pet.

The things people do.

Anyway, we were about to get a lot closer.

The supposedly world famous: "Maid Of The Mist", is basically a boat which takes a fair amount of tourists (all bizarrely garbed in blue ponchos) as close as it is possible to get to the falls.

And you get wet.

Lord do you get wet.

But, like I mentioned, it was rather warm and I was happy enough to take a drenching.

Soaking, our small group returned to the top of the falls and then proceeded to wander back into the tourist trap of the town.

Some pool was shot later and some beer was dispatched.

And then Steffi picked us up and we drove home.

And back at the Hostel, predictably more beer was dispatched.

Niagara?

Probably the best waterfall in the world.

But you'd have to go and see The Angel Falls and The Iguazu Falls to verify that.

Another time perhaps.