Nothing will quite drain you like 11 hours of jerking milky fluid into buckets, vials and jars. Add to that four hours of driving, that should only have been three if not for the main bridge home being compressed from 4 lanes to 1 for some obscure 'repair' work. More like a bunch of pissed off construction workers who felt like being thorns in a few tens of thousands of drivers sides.
And I didn't even get down to the 'falls' part of Niagara Falls, where I haven't been in probably 7 or 8 years. The last I remember it had become even more of a black tourist hole than I remembered as a kid. The development of the Casino owes the responsibility for that one.
The Falls themselves though are still awesome to see every time. The scale always takes a pause to grasp. I think with my time off I will plan a day trip down to check out the hiking trails downstream of the falls in the gorge, which apparently take you right down next to the river just upstream of the whirlpool.
Four days of work, and then its time for some birthday celebrations, some libations in preparation for and to confirm lifetime imprisonment of a buddy, and otherwise random projects and daytrips for a month. The Summer of George - Aaron style.
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