We're nearing the end of our family getaway to Niagara, heading toward the falls for lunch and a romp through the Fallsview Casino, before beelining to Toronto for a home-cooked roast. We stopped to take a peek at the power generator on the Buffalo border, a bit of an eyesore, but a curious piece of work. My father, as usual, seems to know everything about it.
I've seen this structure dozens of times, but in full-fledged tourist mode, I took a spontaneous picture, and Reno, in full-spirited holiday mode, struck a spontaneous pose. His silly spirit reveals more of what is to come when we hit the slots in Niagara Falls, timbits in hand and dizzied by the colourful carpets and flashing lights. Giddy.