that we broke in the passports with a jaunt through Canada? Big Daddy's parents came to visit shortly after we moved. On a whim, we decided to head to Canada on a sunny Saturday afternoon.
As many road trips do, this one began with the requisite stop for bad road food. Bob's Big Boy fit that bill nicely (Oh Bob, what have you done to yourself? Your burgers & shakes used to be so deliciously satisfying, and now they are .... not).
After hours of uneventful driving we checked into the hotel, and then headed into Buffalo for "wings". Have you heard of these "wings"? A delightful lady once fried and sauced said chicken wings as a late night snack. The Anchor Bar is the original hot spot, and lived up to the hype.
Even Big Sis enjoyed 'em (sans sauce, of course).
We had our first real glimpse of the Falls after dark. They were stunning.
The next day, we took the Maid of the Mist tour, and again, I was impressed. Few tourist sites actually live up to the hype, but Niagara Falls did. And oh yes, the "poncho" was necessary.
I found this vending machine at the Canadian rest stop we stopped at on the way home. I thought it was charming.
A rare shot of Grandpa & Big J.