Trip to Niagara Falls - My Family Travels
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Falling for the Falls

I was fifteen years old and more than eager to earn some driving hours towards my license. What better way to accomplish that than with a road trip? My mother and I discussed different places we could go. We needed a place not to far from my small hometown of Clio, located in Michigan. Moreover, someplace that wouldn’t cost a small fortune. Niagara Falls was our idea. This trip would mark my first adventure out on the open road.

I drove out early in the morning with my mom at my side. As I drove through customs I was nervous, yet excited. Now I could say that I had traveled outside of the United States. We reached Niagara Falls as darkness fell. It was a chilly September night and I wished that I’d brought a warmer jacket. After parking the car, my mom and I proceeded closer to the Falls. There were numerous spectators crowding the rail in hopes of getting a good view. We squeezed ourselves in with them and like typical tourists pulled out our cameras. Moments later the light show started. It was completely impressive. Niagara Falls shimmered in reds, blues, pinks, and greens.

After we had our fill of the show we left in search of a hotel. This took us a while. We should’ve made a reservation somewhere before setting out on our trip. Finally we found a place to stay overnight, but all of our traveling had made us hungry. My mom and I set out to grab some grub. We drove in circles frantically searching for food, but most everything at that time of night was closed. We settled for a place called MR. SUB which is basically the equivalent to America’s Subway. After catching a few winks of sleep, we were up bright and early to see the Falls one more time before heading off back home. In the wee hours of the morning it was breathtaking. Almost no other tourists were lining up to see the view, just a few dedicated joggers out on an inspiring run. We waited around for the shops to open, and bought some souvenirs. My purchases included a warm and comfy jacket with Canada embossed across the front.

After shopping, we went to the Hard Rock Café for some bacon and eggs. I took this time to beg, plead, and cajole with my mom to go back to the Falls for a few extra minutes. I wanted to ride on the infamous Maid of the Mist. She relented. We bought our tickets and hopped on the jam-packed boat. I had nothing to hold onto and wondered briefly if I was going to fall overboard. There seemed to be so many people: families with children, honeymooners, and people from half way across the world. Everyone of us was here to witness this world wonder. As we drew closer to the Niagara Falls I could see a thousand little rainbows throughout the water’s spray.

Ultimately, it was time to head home. My trip was short, but sweet. I had come to the Falls to gain some driving time, but I ended up gaining something else. I gained a thirst to travel. My trip to the Niagara Falls opened my eyes. I realized that there are so many new places to discover and experience. I can’t wait for my next opportunity to travel!

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