This is totally not a knitting-related post. But that’s okay, because our lives are not only about knitting. Right? Right?!?
On Wednesday I, along with three of my closest friends (we’ve known each other since high school), took a little trek to the Niagara region. First things first, we booked ourselves into a winery tour in Niagara On The Lake at Riverview Cellars (http://www.riverviewcellars.com/visitushours.html). It was a charming, 22-acre vineyard where the people were extremely friendly and welcoming. We toured the facility, saw the process, then had a little bit of a tasting. 2 whites, 2 reds and a cheese platter. Or, as I call it, heaven.
This is a few of us at the tasting (I’m behind the camera):
These are some of the wines we tried (I loved the pinot grigio and the merlot…in fact, I later bought a bottle of each):
After our tour we headed towards Niagara Falls proper and along the way stopped for ice wine slushies (seriously, you need to try these) at this place: http://www.theicehouse.ca
After checking in to our hotel, we walked up and down Clifton Hill (the main tourist strip), saw some sights, and meandered down to the falls. The owner of the restaurant where we intended to have dinner (http://www.spicyolive.com) was standing outside the door, trying to drum up some business from passersby as we were returning to our hotel. When we informed him that we already had reservations, he lit up, chatted boisterously with us, and proceeded to tell us that he would make sure we got “the best table in the house!” and that when we came for dinner he would “make lots of pictures” of us. I’m Italian, and I promise you that he was the quintessential Italian Nonno. Grandfather, for you non-Italian speakers.
The food was delicious, the martinis were flowing, we had a fantastic time. And our friend “made” this picture of us:
After dinner it was back to Clifton Hill to do the touristy things we sought out earlier. We did Ripley’s Believe it or Not (fun and weird!) and then….
we did this:
I have a thing about heights. As in, I’m terrified of them. But I put on my brave face and stuck it out. It turned out to be really fun, and there was a spectacular view of the falls from the top.
We returned to the hotel and relaxed with snacks and drinks, chatting and watching several episodes of Duck Dynasty. Seriously. The next day we checked out, stopped for breakfast, and headed out on the 3ish-hour drive home, tired, but relaxed and happy. Sometimes life gets in the way and it becomes rare for us to spend that much focused time with one another, but I’m so glad we made the time. Glad, and extremely grateful that these wonderful women are my friends.
And I did manage to do a bit of knitting in the car on the way there and back. So, maybe this post can be called knitting-related after all.