I figured I’d pick out a few vacation pictures to post. I meant for three of four. Instead, you get this absolute explosion of vacation snaps. Enjoy.
The best part of Montreal was the guy throwing soap bubbles around the square in front of the Notre-Dame Basilica of Montreal. There were gigantic bubbles everywhere.
So… okay… I know that the enjoyment I take in snapping pics in humongous churches might make me a bit of a hypocrite… well, it does. Deal with it.
Especially when I take pics like this.
Can we get an organ like this in our house?
Candles are the best part.
I asked Jen, and she said it was okay if we took the red brick house with the green trim home with us.
In 2007 Jen and I visited Mike and Tammy in Wisconsin and we drove to lake Michigan. On this trip, we stopped at my second Great Lake, Lake Ontario. We also drove across a bridge over Lake Eire. That’s three Great Lakes for me.
Toronto was great. I would go back there in a second. I wish we could have spent another day or two.
Here’a a little Blue Jays, Rogers Stadium art work.
The view from the Canadian National Tower. Is this YYZ? Cue the music!
The street musicians outside of Blue Jays games are… different… than those at Red Sox games.
Obligatory blurry subway train pic.
Toronto lead to Niagara Falls. Get ready for a billion pictures of falling water.
The view from our hotel room was pretty spectacular.
They told us the walk from Table Rock to the Hornblower would be 10 minutes. Ummm… no.
It used to be The Maid of the Mist. It still is on the US side of the river, but on the Canadian side it is now called The Hornblower. The boats are bigger but they still make the same trip. Right into the mist on the Canadian side. Ponchos were supplied, and you did get seriously soaking wet.
The view from the Skylon Tower was pretty spectacular too.
Next door to a place we stopped for breakfast was a place called Gippy’s Place. I’m working that into 50/90 somehow. Somehow.
This is something you don’t ever see in the US. Never, ever.
On the Canadian side there is a little attraction called Journey Behind the Falls. Once again, ponchos are issued. There is an outdoor viewing area right at the edge of the water, and there is a tunnel with viewing ports that runs behind the falls themselves.
These elevator things were out of order when Jen and I came here last year. They made the whole thing so much easier.
The kids and I went for a walk. There was a water fountain that my step daughter saw from the 29th floor that she wanted to check out for real. I took the obligatory street lamp pic.
I took a picture of the love of my life from the street. 29 floors and a steep hill and a couple of blocks can’t keep her away from me.
This is the water fountain she wanted to see.
The falls are lit up every night, but the fireworks show is only on Wednesdays. We watched it from the room.
So we crossed back into the United States and celebrated by visiting the Hall of Fame of our nation’s pastime.
There’s a George Brett display, complete with the Pine Tar Bat.
Just a few of my favorite players…
Tom Seaver spit on my brother once. True story. I’ll tell it sometime.
Our next stop was Fort Ticonderoga on the shores of Lake Champlain.
The troops were re-enacting a division from Pennsylvania who had just retreated out of Canada in 1776.
Do you think this is authentic?
Next to the fort is a garden called King’s Garden.
Our last photo op was a ferry across Lake Champlain that connects route 74 in New York to route 74 in Vermont.
And there you have it. A few photo highlights of a trip that took us through four states, two provinces, and two countries.