Layers of Niagara

Come see the waters

Crashing down becoming mist

Flowing to the sea.

I’ve never written a Haiku poem before.  We’ve never been to Niagara Falls before.  Both are more complex than they seem.

Montreal to Niagara Falls by Car

Our French is pretty limited, so we ask the hotel guy to book us a cab to the car rental depot.  He orders a cab to the airport instead, because “Personne n’est assez stupide pour conduire de Montréal à Niagara Falls!” (literally “nobody is stupid enough to drive from Montreal to Niagara Falls!”)

Nanne with an E – Prince Edward Island Canada

I once knew a guy with a guard dog that let people come right up to the porch, but wouldn’t allow them to leave.  Prince Edward Island is a bit like that – it’s free to come by ferry or bridge, but you have to pay to go the other way.  The system doesn’t work very well, because we’re told that the only young people who stay long term are girls – that is, girls with long red hair.

Dressing Up in Sydney – Nova Scotia Canada

Today, we’re in Sydney Nova Scotia.  Like it’s Aussie namesake, the place was settled by the Brits (well, actually by the local tribes, then the French, then the Brits, but for the sake of convenience, we’ll say the Brits.)  Unlike Australia, these people came here willingly because they were loyal to King George.

Bearly there – Whistler

Do bears have Facebook? You know, some sort of social media system where they swap blueberry recipes, or maybe they just look at the scratches on a tree and say “oh dear, Myrtle’s clubs are climbing already!”