Chapter 19 – The other Niagara

We headed away from the bright lights of Niagara Falls today and had a quick look at the whirlpool which sucked up several people who survived tipping over the falls. It looked quite calm for a deadly whirlpool. We carried on northwards, over the huge hydroelectric plant and into the town of Niagara on the Lake.

The whirlpool
The whirlpool

This Niagara town was very different to the town by the falls…there were hanging baskets as far as the eye could see and horses and carriages lined up like ye olde taxi rank. We had an amazing breakfast in the sunshine at a little cafe on the main street…waffles, fruit, eggs, sausages (not all on one plate)…it was a perfect start to the day.

Feeling full and still in tourist mode, we visited Fort George (an old British fort where many battles took place against the USA around 200 years ago). We wandered around the reconstructed fort site, taking in the history, while Catrin moaned that it was a bit boring until she found a grassy slope run run up and down. Bethan enjoyed listening to the military band and eating the leaves on the ground.

Not impressed. At all.
Not impressed. At all.
Bang!
Bang!
The leaves are tasty
The leaves are tasty

As is often the problem when travelling, a person’s digestive system can sometimes either under produce or over produce (I’m sure you understand my meaning). Since we arrived, Catrin has been experiencing the first issue with her digestive system, even to the point where I asked for advice and medication for her at a pharmacy last week. Because of the problems she has been having, each time she has actually had a successful trip to the toilet for a no.2, we have praised her to encourage and reassure her. Today, that sort of backfired on me. She declared, at the top of her voice again, “I need a POO!” and so I took her to the public loo at the fort. After she had finished, I really needed the toilet myself and asked her to wait while I did so. She then peered behind me and said (very loudly so that everyone else in the cubicles could also hear), “wow! That’s a giant poo! Well done, Mummy!” On the way back to our hosts’ house in London, Bethan decided to redress the balance by excreting all over her vest, shorts and car seat.

Information leaflet from the pharmacist
Information leaflet from the pharmacist

After another busy day and long drive, we had al fresco dinner in the warmth of the evening while watching the last few firefly stragglers flashing at each other (I thought they had finished for the year, but apparently not). Catrin presented me with a ‘wishing pebble’ which she found in the garden. I made a wish, but I’ll keep it secret.

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