This was the portion of the trip that derived the most from our fanatical accumulation of Air Miles over the past 6 or 7 years: the flight to Ontario, gas in Vera's Subaru, the motel we stayed at and the meal we ate at Boston Pizza, as well as most of the attractions we enjoyed, were all obtained via Air Miles.
It doesn't cost anything besides parking to just stand and marvel at the falls, which we did a couple of times; they are awe-inspiring in a visceral way that can't be easily explained; something to do with the primacy of water and the sheer scale of it, I suppose. The attractions pass, however, got us free parking, tickets on the Peoplemover bus, and admission to Journey Behind the Falls, Whitewater Walk, Niagara's Fury, and my favourite, the Maid of the Mist.
Figuring it would have the longest lines, we started out on the venerable boat ride. In no time at all we were garbed in the first of three disposable rain slickers we would wear that day, and boarded our sturdy craft for a close look at the falls from their base.
It also gave us a great vantage point to see the Maid of the Mist and to witness just how close it gets to the falls themselves.
Standing in stark contrast to the natural beauty of the Falls themselves, Clifton Hill has every manner of tacky exhibit, wax museum, souvenir shop and arcade imaginable, so we stopped in long enough to shop at the Hershey Store and a couple of other places.
Glory and Auntie Vera also had an opportunity to test their strength, midway style...
And I totally thought it was worthwhile to spend $2 to subject my two darling daughters to a Hurricane Simulator:
After a late dinner at BP, we headed to the Best Western, and were asleep within an hour or two, but upon awakening, we took advantage of the courtyard pool. While Audrey and I packed, Auntie Vera and the girls tried out some of the exercise equipment.