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Poncho-mania! [May. 11th, 2010|05:39 pm]
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Had a exhauting and very eventful weekend with dreamingbear. I'm about to get picked up for dinner, so I can't write a full entry, but this will at least remind me to later!
On Thursday, K arrived and we headed off for the Falls. I had purchased us Journey Adventure passes. The parking lot I thought we were supposed to go to was completely closed, so we ended up having to pay $14 for parking, but at least it was closer. So, we "did" Niagara's Fury, which was cheesy but amusing. Luba Goy was the voice of the owl, and I'm sure the rest were Canadian actors as well, but she was the only one I recognised.
Right afterwards was out "ticket" to the Journey Behind the Falls, which I think is one of the musts for anyone visiting the Falls for the first time. We had saved our ponchos from "Fury", so we were the only ones in blue in the tunnels (everyone else was in yellow). Thus begins the day of dampness.
We stopped for lunch before heading over to The Maid of the Mist. Got some spectacular pictures and another blue poncho. :P Also got soaked and a bit sea-sick (the both of us). We were going to head to the Gorge afterwards but found out it was closed since seasonal hours have yet been effected. Instead, we walked up and down Clifton Hill in search of the tackiest souvenier. By this time, my legs were already sore from walking all day, and we still had to walk back to the car. We weren't sure what to do for supper, so I told K just to drive up Lundy's Lane until she saw something that struck her fancy. It wasn't until we drove by that I remembered the Flying Saucer and urged her to try the place. The food was good and we read the amusing fake story on the menu about how the saucer came to be there and came to be used as a restaurant while the aliens went off to find the parts necessary to repair their ship. After that, we headed back to my place and chatted a bit before heading to bed.
>end of day one

Day two:
Since I did not want to go to the Butterfly Conservatory, we chose to go to the Bird Paradise instead. Parking was a LOT cheaper at just $1/hour. We went in and took a bunch of pictures. I remember it being better the last time I was there. We walked over to the souvenir shop where K had found a bobbly mountie on horseback, but the shop was closed. We bought fudge from the guy next door and were going to trek the Hill again, but (fortunately) found another souvenir shop halfway up; one that we hadn't been to the day before. K picked up a bunch more souvenirs and we headed back to the car to warm up. I had told her about the Mother's Day dinner/fund-raiser that Beth was doing, and she said she wouldn't mind going, so we drove to Welland for some food and entertainment. Everyone at our table loved K's accent impersonations, and Julie and her friend were hilarious! We didn't win any of the raffle, but afterward, they said anyone who didn't win could go pick out a consolation prize. I got a fat candle and K got a set of teacups. Since there hadn't been room at our table, Nancy and Elaine didn't get to sit with us, so I invited Karen and myself over for coffee afterwards. I ended up inviting Beth as well and we all went over to Elaine's house. I tried to pull a trick on Ed, but Elaine ruined it by calling him. Also, I wanted to show K Ed's parrot, since we had not seen any Blue-fronted Amazons at the aviary. We did see an African Grey that was good at sound effects. He could immitate the sound of bubbles and also of a bomb being dropped. Another late night and it was time to go back home and hit the hay.

To Be Continued.
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[User Picture]From: elsh
2010-05-12 12:14 am (UTC)
Sounds like you had a lot of fun! :)
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[User Picture]From: nineveh_rains
2010-05-12 03:04 am (UTC)
I did. Yes. :)

I will post a few pics later when I finish the update.
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