Experiencing natural wonder and quintessential kitsch in Niagara Falls
From the Toronto Star:
I tried to do it all — the mazes and minigolf and midway and magic. I rode on a zip line, a ferris wheel, a cable car and a helicopter. I lunched at a rotating restaurant, looking down at tumbling tumultuous water, then out at the distant towers of downtown Toronto. I pet a parrot. I played “Hercules,” the world’s largest pinball machine. I stared into the waxy eyes of Hollywood heroes and my own long face in funhouse mirrors. I lost five dollars to a one-cent slot machine called “Treasure Tempest.” I even ate a beavertail. I saw illuminations and fireworks. I got soaked on the Hornblower, and I soaked in my retro hotel room’s heart-shaped Jacuzzi. For a very fleeting moment, I was actually spooked in a haunted house. Then, on a hike deep in the Niagara Gorge, I felt awe.
Welcome to Niagara Falls, Ont. — the most Instagrammed place in Canada, home of the most voluminous waterfall in North America and (still unofficially) the Honeymoon Capital of the World.