Thursday, May 25, 2006
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Building upon the success of our trip last year, Catherine and I decided that we might like to make a weekend trip to the Falls an annual event. We stayed at the same hotel, played some of the same games, and ate at one or two of the same places. It was great fun that could only have been better if the weather was cooperating and not making it feel as though it was the middle of February.Can't always win, I suppose. Still, we played some mini-golf and in a landmark first I managed to beat Catherine. She'll likely blame the wind or the fact that I kept distracting her by tapping her club or hitting her with mine (not HARD, though).
We also spent more than $20 at the local midway playing skeeball, a popcorn game, and a shooting game. Catherine naturally beat me handily in all of those games, and for our reward we gathered all of these glorious, magical tickets that the games would spit out as a reward for our efforts.
By the end of it all, we had a total of 241 tickets. A fortune in cheap over-the-counter prizes! Still, as mighty as we felt, there were others lining up with more than 5000 tickets. I don't want to even think about how much money that translates into. There are people there for fun and the people who were kicked out of the casinos and are looking to make it BIG.So, what did we spend it on? Well, 150 tickets got Catherine a dragonfly magnet. She seems to love the thing and how am I to judge? I picked two poker chips with the logo of the place on them, and then spent the rest on 22 plastic frogs of varying colours.
"You're going to hate me," I said to the clerk.
She looked up with a look I'm sure she's given at least a hundred times already today. "Go for it," she said.
"I want the rest in frogs."Not blinking, she reached down, pulled up the bucket, and flatly said "Do you have a colour preference?"
Grace under pressure.
Catherine and I also picked up a polar bear magent on our trip, a Niagara Falls Christmas ornament, a ton of snacks, some pictures, and the glorious perfection that are the Hershey Store cookies. I tell you, all other cookies taste like ashes in my mouth.
A high point (low point?) of the trip was stumbling across an outdoor taping of Regis and Kelly. Dean Cain was there, but I'm not sure he qualifies as a celebrity anymore.
All in all, a good trip. I didn't glue myself together this year, nor did I have to repair Catherine's glasses once (two different fixes were required last year and she STILL hasn't bought new ones). Was it as good as last year? Hard to say. The landscape was a bit different and we were mostly confined to the hotel. Still, you make your own fun, don't you?
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