(Many of you may be wondering, when that NYC blog will ever come about since we are a week out. Trust me it eventually will. Maybe even following this blog but since Canada is more recent and then the Midwest trip and I have notes about New York City jotted down, its lower on my list. Thank you for your patitence.)
Today was a rather sad day because it was the day that the SDI house broke up. Many people were already gone being deposited in various places in the MidWest. By various places, I mean Ohio. Various places in Ohio. Two various places. And some more had skipped out on the SDI trip entirely. At any rate, I was sad in leaving the place I had called home for two months. I was sad to leave my new found friends in particular Gerald, who by leaving before I did, actually left me. At any rate, I had never made it to Canada or Niagra Falls prior to the end of SDI so since my preceptorship doesn't start until Monday, I had a free weekend for more travel. Loading my car with all the possessions brought to New York and many additions, I traveled northward with crappy Yahoo maps that took me the scenic (i.e. long) way to the turnpike. Actually, I ended up figuring out some of my own directions. Traveling northward, I had 'Daniel' by Elton John stuck in my head and was quite meloncolly and lonesome give the companionship of the many days before. (mas strechy-this phrase was uttered in the movie-The Incredible Hulk. Its on HBO. Mas strechy! Lisa would be proud.)
So I did make it to Niagra Falls and found a place to park and walked around to the US side of the falls and took some pictures-they'll be posted eventually when I get them uploaded on my computer. I bought some souviners which is something that I love doing. One of the things that I chose to buy will be looked at by my grandkids I'm sure with the puzzlement of 'Why does Grandma have this?'. I don't want to give it away because in reality its for Joe and our house, but its good and unique
Having seen the US side, I ventured over the Rainbow Bridge into Canada. Once in Canada, they checked my passport and I said 'I hear that you don't stamp American passports.' The lady said that she could stamp mine and I thanked her since I hadn't every been out of the country. She was very nice asking all the required questions of how long I planned on staying, did I have any weapons or mace, etc...I got the passport stamped and went on my way. I wandered along the Niagra River's banks taking pictures of the falls. They are much better on the Canadian side. It was drizzling some but then started to pour. And pour. I got soaked so it wasn't worth trying to get a Canada poncho nor did I have one of the souviner Maid of the Mist or Cave trip ponchos (lucky people that did.) My camera (read, Joe's camera) got too much water in it so most of the pictures ended up being just white blurs which later became black pictures. Hopefully the camera will fix itself though a new, good digital camera is something that I'd really like to have. I wondered through the duty free store and realized that I didn't need any big bottles of booze. Nor did I need any sunny seed drops because they were pretty expensive (even at bigh one get one free). I got some more souviners and went back to the US. It cost fifty cents to get back into the US. I think the Canadian border guy tried to hit on me. He was sort of cute. Once at the US, I went inside to the pedestrian inspection station. I asked an official looking guy if I has to go through this as a US citizen. He nicely said that I did, it was no big deal. I didn't mind. I went up to the next officer and gave him my passport. He asked me where I came from. I answered-Canada. 'Well, obviously' he said. 'What part?' 'Just at the border' And I said later in my head because that's when witty things are most likely to happen (later)-'I don't know, you asked me. I obviously walked here so it couldn't of been too far.' (And now since I wrote that, I'm probably under homeland security watch.) He asked how long I was there and what I was bringing back. In actuality, this guy was very rude. Esp. since I was soaking wet.
I drove through Niagra Falls, NY and looked for a cheap motel. Eventually, I settled on Motel 6 for $112. Not exactly cheap. My other alternatives were shadier (this one is brand new) but cheaper. This one was new and not shady. Though it didn't have a microwave meaning that I couldn't eat the leftovers I brought from the house. So now I'm watching the Hulk movie, blogging and being tired. I should just go to bed.
[EDIT-Orginally published to Blogger on 7/30/11]
Today was a rather sad day because it was the day that the SDI house broke up. Many people were already gone being deposited in various places in the MidWest. By various places, I mean Ohio. Various places in Ohio. Two various places. And some more had skipped out on the SDI trip entirely. At any rate, I was sad in leaving the place I had called home for two months. I was sad to leave my new found friends in particular Gerald, who by leaving before I did, actually left me. At any rate, I had never made it to Canada or Niagra Falls prior to the end of SDI so since my preceptorship doesn't start until Monday, I had a free weekend for more travel. Loading my car with all the possessions brought to New York and many additions, I traveled northward with crappy Yahoo maps that took me the scenic (i.e. long) way to the turnpike. Actually, I ended up figuring out some of my own directions. Traveling northward, I had 'Daniel' by Elton John stuck in my head and was quite meloncolly and lonesome give the companionship of the many days before. (mas strechy-this phrase was uttered in the movie-The Incredible Hulk. Its on HBO. Mas strechy! Lisa would be proud.)
So I did make it to Niagra Falls and found a place to park and walked around to the US side of the falls and took some pictures-they'll be posted eventually when I get them uploaded on my computer. I bought some souviners which is something that I love doing. One of the things that I chose to buy will be looked at by my grandkids I'm sure with the puzzlement of 'Why does Grandma have this?'. I don't want to give it away because in reality its for Joe and our house, but its good and unique
Having seen the US side, I ventured over the Rainbow Bridge into Canada. Once in Canada, they checked my passport and I said 'I hear that you don't stamp American passports.' The lady said that she could stamp mine and I thanked her since I hadn't every been out of the country. She was very nice asking all the required questions of how long I planned on staying, did I have any weapons or mace, etc...I got the passport stamped and went on my way. I wandered along the Niagra River's banks taking pictures of the falls. They are much better on the Canadian side. It was drizzling some but then started to pour. And pour. I got soaked so it wasn't worth trying to get a Canada poncho nor did I have one of the souviner Maid of the Mist or Cave trip ponchos (lucky people that did.) My camera (read, Joe's camera) got too much water in it so most of the pictures ended up being just white blurs which later became black pictures. Hopefully the camera will fix itself though a new, good digital camera is something that I'd really like to have. I wondered through the duty free store and realized that I didn't need any big bottles of booze. Nor did I need any sunny seed drops because they were pretty expensive (even at bigh one get one free). I got some more souviners and went back to the US. It cost fifty cents to get back into the US. I think the Canadian border guy tried to hit on me. He was sort of cute. Once at the US, I went inside to the pedestrian inspection station. I asked an official looking guy if I has to go through this as a US citizen. He nicely said that I did, it was no big deal. I didn't mind. I went up to the next officer and gave him my passport. He asked me where I came from. I answered-Canada. 'Well, obviously' he said. 'What part?' 'Just at the border' And I said later in my head because that's when witty things are most likely to happen (later)-'I don't know, you asked me. I obviously walked here so it couldn't of been too far.' (And now since I wrote that, I'm probably under homeland security watch.) He asked how long I was there and what I was bringing back. In actuality, this guy was very rude. Esp. since I was soaking wet.
I drove through Niagra Falls, NY and looked for a cheap motel. Eventually, I settled on Motel 6 for $112. Not exactly cheap. My other alternatives were shadier (this one is brand new) but cheaper. This one was new and not shady. Though it didn't have a microwave meaning that I couldn't eat the leftovers I brought from the house. So now I'm watching the Hulk movie, blogging and being tired. I should just go to bed.
[EDIT-Orginally published to Blogger on 7/30/11]
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