Musica Intima Sing "O Canada"
We have returned safely from our travels in the foreign country whose anthem is sung above. Our trip began at Mount Carmel Spirtual Centre [sic], home to National Shrine of St. Therese, where we were blessed with the opportunity to pray before some relics of St. Thérèse of Lisieux.
From there we walked down to the Horseshoe Falls for some sight-seeing, and then onto Michael's Inn, a steal at sixty loonies a night. [I had had the chance to call the last letter of the alphabet "zed" when reading a promotional code over the phone to these folks last week.] We supped early on Shin Ramyun in our quarters while watching curling on the telly.
We then walked over to Queen Victoria Park for the event that brought us there in the first place, the opening of the Winter Festival of Lights, this year's featuring Korean lanterns from the Jinju Namgang Yudeung Festival. Why Korea? "We’re celebrating the Year of Korea in Canada in honour [sic] of the 60th Anniversary of the end of the Korean War and the 50th Anniversary of the diplomatic relationship between Canada and South Korea."
We were entertained by Brooklyn Roebuck, and up-and-coming sixteen-year-old country and western singer, and then by the Niagara Symphony Orchestra (whose renditions of the themes to Star Wars (1977) and Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981) delighted the kids), accompanied by a spectacular fireworks display in the chasm that has separated our two lands thousands of years before the War of 1812 did.
Next day (I think Brits would drop the definite article) after a slow morning with some more sight-seeing and a stop to a souvenir shop, we drove north on Niagara Parkway, a drive Sir Winston Churchill called "the prettiest Sunday afternoon drive in the world." (I guess he never drove the Blue Ridge Parkway.) "The Loveliest Town in Canada," Niagara-on-the-Lake, once capital of Upper Canada, was our destination.
On the way up, we stopped by Then Thousand Buddha Temple, which was under construction, if I remember correctly, when I left these parts for the Far East. On the way back, we stopped at the friendly River's Edge Family Restaurant for some cheap eats.
Finally, it was time to cross the border, and head to Goat Island and its famous Cave of the Winds Tours, and then back home, maybe to join the Rochester Curling Club...