Niagara Falls, On First Glance

Our first views of the falls, in the evening.





We walked from there along the walkway, which lead us from the American Falls closer to the Canadian Falls (the Canadian falls are the horseshoe shaped falls). There was a tall tower near the Horseshoe Falls, which Max kept pointing out. He thought it looked like Seattle's Space Needle, which he has really wanted to visit. He really wanted to go to the top of this tower. We had no idea what it was or how far away it was, but we kept walking toward it. It turned out it was the Skylon Tower, the "ultimate place to view the falls." For a small (?) fee, you could ride a glass elevator to the top (that little yellow thing on the outside of the tower is the elevator), and once up there, you could walk around, inside or outside, for an amazing view.



By the time we arrived, it was dark out, and we tried to convince Max to come back the next morning for a better view. But he was so anxious to see it that we decided NOW was the time. And then, we'd get a beautiful view of Niagara Falls at night.

Here's a bit of that view. Very blurry. Shaky hands? No flash? A lot of wind? A combination of all of those things.



And truly, it felt a bit more like this to me:



Here were the reluctant three, clinging to the inside wall. Max got a bit more confident as we were up there for a while, and he and Martin did a tour closer to the edge than Otto was willing to go.



Back down to the safety of the bottom, we went to a 4-D movie about the legend of the falls. The movie was awful, but we were the only people in the theater, so we had a good time.



In the next few days, we would be so swept up with all the other things to do that it was really a good thing we did this when we did it. And the weather for the next few days was rainy, so the view would have been terrible. I'm so glad we followed our Max's instincts.