It's all DOWNHILL from here!

You know when you look at a map trying to get from here to there, you notice that you turn left on this street and then right on that street.  Well, The Falls are probably about five blocks away from here.  Three of them are downhill.  You don’t see the DOWNHILL part on the map.  What’s more important is that you don’t see the UPHILL part about trying to get back to the hotel…  After riding so long yesterday, my knees were pretty well locked up by the time we got off the bikes.  I figured the walk would do me good.  Note to reader: going up and down hills and stairs – not so good for sore knees.  (I have Vaughn convinced we were exercising, shhhh!!!)  Today when we walked to The Falls, we found out it was five blocks UPHILL both ways.

We tried to take candid pictures of people today.  And although there were plenty of pictures for the taking, we were unable to get any of them.  The funniest thing was overhearing another man making the same observation that Vaughn did of the woman in the white pants with the flowered…  well, you can take it from here.  

We went to Tim Horton’s to cool off and try the coffee (Vaughn is not a Starbucks fan).  I ordered him an iced coffee with cream only.  “You mean you don’t want it with the beverage base?”  “The what???”  I was enlightened to learn that their “beverage base” is a sweetened vanilla cream.  Nope – I want just coffee, cream and ice.  They looked at me like I had three heads.  It took two of them – the cashier and the woman who made the coffee – to figure out what I was requesting: c-o-f-f-e-e, c-r-e-a-m, and i-c-e.

We walked through the hotel with the casino.  We found a store with a dress in the window that was a sleeveless, snakeskin chiffon thing.  I was tempted to try it on, but it wasn’t in my size and it was $200 more than I had (no picture available).  We found a candy shop in which we both heard our first “eh?”  Between that and the number of shacks with satellite dishes that we saw, I am so winning this competition (remember, Libby?)

More pictures from higher up the falls.   

 

Humor inserted here:

Yesterday when I checked in, I was asked for the plate number of my car.  I said that we had two motorcycles and asked if she needed the tag numbers for both bikes.  No.  “Ummm, I can almost guarantee that yours will be the only motorcycles in our lot.”  

 The ice machine on our floor was broken, so I took our faux leather ice bucket to the front desk and asked if she knew where I could get some ice.  She called into the kitchen and requested a bucket of ice for me.  This is what we got.  We are living the life!

We are going to the casino tonight.  If this is the last entry in this blog, we both wanted to say it was nice knowing you, it’s been a wonderful ride, and we won a lot of money – good luck finding us!

Vaughn on vacation!