Frequently, when I go on vacation with my husband, there is no photographic evidence that I actually was where ever we visted. There's proof of him being there, but not so much me.
So, I present to you a rare instance of photographic evidence that I have indeed been to the American side of Niagara Falls.
This was taken on the third day of travel to move a friend out to his new home in the northeast. It was wet, but it was still cool to see. And Loud. I'd go again.
I Also have proof my husband was there, but, Alas, I can offer no proof that we were there together, or even at the same time.
That's Canada in the background, and then the backs of Joses and Randy.
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