We got up pretty early and drove in the rain towards our first stop...McDonald's breakfast! Chris kept telling me that we were going somewhere I had never been before on the first day, so eliminated that we would be going to Cooperstown, NY to see the Baseball Hall of Fame. Even though I had been there twice, that was our first stop on the Secret Trip. The Hall was empty which was really cool because I had time to look at and read all of the exhibits.
After we finished up at the Hall of Fame, Chris and I got in the car and drove through some pretty crazy weather with tons of fog and rainbows. It turns out that we were on our way to Rochester to spend the night at his house. When we got home, we had some dinner with his dad. Guida's pizza was delicious. That evening, we hung around his house where I met his dog, CJ, and all of the birds. We played some Scrabble in the living room with Chris Sr. until we went to bed. Before we went to sleep, Chris asked me where I thought we were going on the next day, and I was right when I guessed Niagara Falls!
Going to Niagara Falls was a blast. We parked in a nearly empty lot on the New York side, then walked around to take a lot of pictures and purchase shot glasses. I decided I was starting a collection. It actually wasn't too cold that day, so we were able to do a lot of walking around. We took many funny pictures, and then I convinced Christopher to walk to Canada! At the time, you didn't need a passport to go from the US to Canada. We beat the deadline by about 20 days, so we were able to cross over and have lunch where the grass was greener and no one carded. *Note: If you go to Canada and order a pint of Molson, you will receive not 16 ounces of Molson, but 19.3. Gotta love the metric system. Also, the alcohol content of Canadian Molson is higher than American Molson. It's wonderful (until you get your tab).
After I was nicely buzzed, we walked around Canada for a while. I bought my 2nd shot glass for my collection and we eventually walked back over the bridge to the US where we encountered an unhappy US Customs officer who wanted to know what we were doing together if Chris was from Rochester and I was from Jersey. I think she was just bored. We played a little more Scrabble that evening and before leaving on Sunday morning.
Christopher really did a great job planning this trip.
