The minute we left Toronto, I set my thoughts on the falls. Picturing the colossal cascades, the voluminous water, and the smell of fresh air, I knew they must be great. The route we took bypassed Oakville, Burlington, and then Gardiner Expressway. I read my watch. A half-hour more to go. Next, the road sign pointed "Exit 38E Niagara-on-the-lake". I sat straight, getting more alert, and scoured the horizon for the next signboard for "Niagara Park".
My husband did the drive while I added some help by pointing at the correct direction: right, left, or straight. So if we were to end up in the wrong road, it would be the 'commander's' fault. You know, the man makes the mistake--it's usually me. But...Read More