Having lived here all my life, Niagara Falls was a pretty regular fixture. From out of town family checking out the wonder that is the Falls, to the occasional family jaunts, there has always been something kind of compelling about the American side of the Falls. It has forever seemed like it can’t work right, mostly because the Canadians continue to build and build, but my inner tourist finds something of interest in the whole mishagas.
A tourism show had me up at the Conference Center setting up a booth this afternoon. After seeing to that, I had a little time before the obligatory “ice breaker” so I went on walkabout in this weirdly wonderful place.
It’s a little sad to see things like the “Turtle” still sitting dormant and the Casino casting a glow, but nothing else of the nearby church.
Maybe it is the perspective of the whole thing, see the growth across the river from the stillness of the American parkland