I had not been to Canada in 29 years. We went to a beautiful and joyous wedding of the son of lifelong friends. The wedding itself was set on an island in Lake Ontario, very Gatsbyish, elegant, relaxed. That evening there was an elaborate Chinese banquet that lasted past midnight.
On the next day we drove to Niagara Falls, the Canadian side, and rode both a jet boat down to the whirlpool, and the Maid of Mist to directly under the falls.
The things I wish to record here are what we noted that was different from the US. A giant and hokey souvenir store with two entrances and no exits. Don't want to miss any possible tourists. Maps with freeway exits marked. Hotels that rabidly enforced no smoking (not that we would). Lovely courteous people in service positions. The Canadian flag everywhere. Litter bags in the rental car. A sense of Canadian history that we somehow know nothing about. A very large country. Two languages, always. Strong ties to England, still. Great diversity in its population. Here is a link to all of the photos:
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