Call it cheesy, call it trite, but I spend the summers recreating the classic vacations of the 1960s. My parents were broke, and my father didn’t like to travel, so I never saw the Grand Canyon, Yellowstone or Niagara Falls until now.
I wonder, where did I develop such affection for these? Was it the classic The Parent Trap (1961) and The Parent Trap II (1986): 2-Movie Collection (2-Disc Set) which I saw as a child? Was it all those Wonderful World of Disney films shown on Sunday nights during the now non-existent “family hour?” I’m not sure, but something instilled a love in me for our entire park system, both National and state.
A couple of years ago I saw the Grand Canyon, and now, I can say I’ve been to Canada (if only for a little while). Then, we were fortunate to see both sides of Niagara Falls.
Two dreams come true.
We first went to the Canadian side which has lovely gardens near the falls, but I didn’t take any photos of flora and fauna. I know, it’s shocking, but the falls far outweighed our frail human offerings. On the Canadian side, the falls are much larger, but . . . ,
We then went to the American side, and for me, it was better, not due to it being in the U.S., but because Frederick Law Olmsted designed the park surrounding the falls. According to our guide, Elizabeth of Garden Rant and Gardening While Intoxicated, it was the first state park in the U.S.
As Bear would say, “Cool-i-o.
I found the rapids to be as enchanting as the falls, and the bridge built during Olmsted’s time was classic. It reminded me of his work in Central Park. I also loved the large trees and the shaded walk to the Bridal Veil where we were able to stand between Canada and America. It was magical.
Gotta say I love Buffalo. It is charming, full of wonderful restaurants and beautiful architecture. Our hosts are already doing a fabulous job by booking us into the Embassy Suites.
Will post photos of gardens tomorrow, but right now, I’m still in a Niagara state of mind.
Please forgive me.