
A week-long visit to Buffalo is never complete unless you have
seen its magnificence. I had the opportunity to witness this marvelous creation
of God. The experience was rewarding. I even imagined sipping a cup of coffee
one early morning at Niagara Falls.
I can call it my little adventure with Qiya. Qiya is my
Chinese friend but felt more of like a sister to me. She is much younger in age
than me but we got along so well. It was summer of 2012 when we packed our things
and took a flight to Buffalo, New York. A visit to the fall was not our main
purpose but we reserved the last day for it. The night before our last day, we
decided to go to the fall to witness its awesomeness at night with all the
colorful lights around the place. We took the bus which we found really cheap.
We paid only $5 each for an hour travel compare to the taxi that was actually
asking $70 back and forth.
When we got off the bus, it was still quite a walk to reach the fall. When we got there, my first reaction was, “this
is it? This is the so-called Niagara Falls? Well it is pretty, but no matter
how I try to convince myself, I don’t find it amusing at all!” I told Qiya
that Niagara was overrated. Qiya thought the same way.
Disappointed, we decided to just go back and will never come
back. But on our way back, we saw
some people coming from the other way. Curious, we asked what was going on
there. They replied in chorus, “the Niagara.” Oh wait, the Niagara? So what did
we see? We found out later that there were three falls in the area: (1) the
American Fall, (2) the Bridal Veil Fall, and (3) the Niagara Fall. Apparently,
we just saw the American Fall. It was nice but it was not as big as Niagara.
We’re sure glad to know before we left the place, otherwise we could have left in great
regrets.
Our first sight of the “Niagara Fall” was indescribable. It
was truly huge… as in really huge! It was so beautiful and mesmerizing. We saw
different colors coming out or projected from the waterfall which makes it even more
gorgeous and stunning. It is so big that it covers
two cities: the Niagara Fall of Ontario, Canada and the Niagara Fall of New
York. Obviously, we were on the New York side of the fall. We went home that
night craving for another day at the fall.
However, catching the last bus was another adventure. We enjoyed the scenic so much that we forgot the time until we only have 5 minutes left before
the last bus will set off. While
we were dashing our way to the bus, the rain poured hard. We braved the rain for about a mile. We took shed from
one big tree to the other until we got to the bus which was just about to
leave. But we made it. The driver said, “You’ve made it!” We
gave him a big smile.
We definitely came back the next day and spent a day
exploring all its attractions. I enjoyed the Cave of the Winds tour to the
Hurricane Deck. I loved the Maid of the Mist boat ride which took us to the foot
of the Niagara Fall and actually got soaked in water. It was an experience
that I always love to reminisce.
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