Enchanting Niagra



"Nature never did betray
The Heart that Loved her."
- William Wordsworth, (1770-1850)

And here is a vagrant soul, in search of her sublime grace!



Niagra Falls


Nature has always been a great inspiration for me to hang on in this planet.  And when I came down here, a trip to the Niagra Falls was something which was always in my mind. 

Several package tours are available from New York, not only to Niagra, but also to major tourist places in America. These package tours are mostly conducted by the Chinese, who are in such a majority here that, there is even a place with the name China-Town in Lower Manhattan.

As we found we have long weekend coming up, with a holiday on Monday, my friend made quick online booking of tickets for our trip. It was for a two-day trip which covers a place called Thousand Islands, the Niagra Falls and a glass factory. From New York, Niagra Falls is around 750 km north which can be covered roughly in an eight hour journey.

27th May, Saturday 8 am, Along with four friends, I got into the bus, one bag loaded with chappatis, rice and fruits for the unfortunate vegans and another with a pair of dress and my Nikon. There were 52 of us in the bus most of them Chinese and Indians. An American driver and a Taiwanese lady guide wrapped up our group.
8:35 am, We started off from Manhattan, and entered New Jersey state crossing the Holland Tunnel. Built in 1927, this tunnel is built under water below the Hudson River connecting New York and New Jersey states. From New Jersey, we moved out of the city limits crossing over the Washington Bridge. From the second row in bus, we had a nice view of the long highways ahead. The city outskirts were thick green with several water rivulets all along the way. 

The highway seemed to be an endless stretch of tar, with so many vehicles plying all around us, as if the whole world is on a journey. We travelled through several places most of them unknown and one among them which I found familiar was Pennsylvania, where one of the Sep.11 aircraft got crashed. Inside the bus, the lady guide was screaming in English and Chinese, making our life difficult.  We had short stops in between for the breakfast and lunch. With preference given to the Chinese travellers, most of the stops were at Chinese restaurants. With our limited choice for vegetarian food, we could not explore the Chinese dishes. Nevertheless, we managed well with our own packed food.

By 3 pm, we were at Thousand Islands. This place, which is in New York State, has a chain of 1,865 small islands spread around 80 km in St.Lawrence River. Named by the French, many of the islands are privately owned by wealthy families who built their summer homes here in the 18th century. We had a one hour ride watching the islands from the boat which I felt really boring. In India, two hundred years is not that old to have a great history. But here is the crew explaining the history and mystery of each island and it was like trying to dig out history out of nothing!  Few of the island castles looked nice, so I spent my time with few clicks on my Nikon. Another half-an-hour we spent roaming around few shops had a not so bad ice-cream and by 5:30 pm, started off again.

9 pm, Our bus halted at Holiday Inn, for our overnight stay. Our package had the night stay included in it, though I had not given much thought over where the stay will be.  And the stay in fact, turned out to be a pleasant surprise. The hotel really was a class one! Two persons were given a room each. The rooms had swipe-cards instead of keys and were really cosy with nice lighting. I had a long shower in the hot water bathtub, had chapatti for dinner and hit the bed to get ready for the next day's Niagra visit.
 


Holiday Inn


28th May, Sunday 6:30 am, We were on our way to Niagra. And it disappointed me to hear that, it will take another four hours to reach our destination. I took a light breakfast in the bus and slipped into a nap.

By 10:30 am we were at the 'place' Niagra Falls. The excitement bounced back into me and I got ready for the moments ahead.  We reached a toll gate to cross an iron bridge over the Niagra River. As the bus crossed the bridge, I heard the guide yelling, "See - there is the Niagra Falls " - I looked out, and saw nothing but a mist of water at a distance. Another five minutes along the Niagra river side and we were at our destination. We got down and walked down through a park. Two minutes walk, and among the trees I saw the Niagra river gushing down - there it is! - The first view of the majestic Niagra Falls. 

Like the nature's grin for the mankind; million cubic-feet of water crushing down into earth's crust bringing out a misty surrounding.  I felt, as if I am experiencing a historic moment of my life - unfortunately all alone! (Yes, I really missed my family and friends back at my home town). And now, here I am in this wonderful moment with nature in total solitude.

Niagra Falls is not a single waterfall as I thought; in fact, it is a group of three waterfalls - The American Falls (1060 feet wide 70 feet high), the larger Canadian Falls (2600 feet wide, 170 feet high) and a narrow Bride Veil falls. Wide rather than high, these falls are among the most popular tourist spots of the world. The Canadian falls is also called Horseshoe Falls for its shape. These falls are part of the Niagra River, connecting Lake Erie to Lake Ontario which at the end merge into the Atlantic Ocean. The border between Canada and the United States lies along the centre of the river and two bridges connect the countries over the river. From the Canadian side, we get a better view of the waterfalls but we need to have a permit to cross the border.


Niagra Falls – Another View

From the ground level, a lift took us down, where the falls hit the earth. There is the ferry service 'Maid of the Mist' which takes us to close proximity of the falls for a charge of $11. Founded in 1846, this ferry service has taken many famous personalities for its ride which include Theodore Roosevelt, Princess Diana, Marilyn Monroe, Jawaharlal Nehru to name a few.

As we got into the boat, we were given a plastic cover to wear. The boat first took us near the American falls. This falls hit a series of rocks on its way down. Several sea-gulls were relaxing in and around it. I kept my eyes wide open, just relishing each moment near it. Slowly the boat moved towards the Canadian falls, the bigger and wider among the two. This is the falls which had a different feeling with it. As we moved closer we were almost surrounded by the falls. It was as if we were getting into the palms of nature. We were at such a close distance that looking up at the falls became difficult. I was just feeling through the moment. The water drops scattering around was sprinkling all over us. I removed my plastic cover allowing the Niagra water drops to drench me in them and they obliged by flowing down all over me and to my lips - really a fantastic feeling! 

Back on shore, I called home and my friends in an attempt to at least take the sound of waterfalls to them. I wished to spend more time, walking around the falls, but the time was limited with our package tour and so we packed back. On a tired trip back, there was another stop to visit a glass factory. An illustration of glass making and the historical timeline of glass was nice which I would have enjoyed some other day. It was a tiring travel back, but it had the feeling of the fantastic experience of a life-time tagged to it.

Footnote:

Niagra falls are considered to be formed around 12,000 years ago and it has moved around 11.2 km from its actual location.  

The movies shot at Niagra are Niagra (Maryln Monroe) - 1953 (after which the visits rose up sharply) and Superman II in 1980's. 

In an attempt to swing across the Niagra falls, Cap. Matthew Webb, the first man to swim the English Channel, drowned in 1883.

Last but not the least! - The time I took to read about Niagra and prepare this: 4.5 hours at a stretch + 1.5 hours

A Night in Atlantic City



Saturday, 20 May, 2006





I was having an afternoon nap when my friend called up around 5:30 p.m. asking me to get ready. The plan - A night in Atlantic City - It was a surprise for me as there was no discussion over it among us. But I got ready in 10 minutes with my bag - a pair of dress, my camera as usual, and a couple of books which invariably gets in wherever I go.

Atlantic City - I have heard about this place - I knew it has some casinos there, but I didn't know what exactly a casino is. Later I read that casino is an Italian word, casa which means a house and casino is a public room or building for gambling and other entertainment.

6:30 pm - we are in the bus, six of us including me. It was my first long trip by bus after reaching here. The tickets were pre-booked and we had to just take the seats which are vacant. I took a window seat on the left side. It was air-conditioned bus with an in-built rest room and broad glass windows providing us a good outside view. The travel charge was 28 dollars per person, of which, we will receive a $20 coupon for gambling in the casino!

The bus took several turns inside the city itself, taking along passengers on its way. All the passengers were to the same destination – The Atlantic City Casino's. Interestingly, most of these passengers were in their 60s or 70s, few of them looking like they need a support to walk.

Meanwhile our bus crossed the city limits and reached the main highway, Atlantic City Expressway, built way back in 1964. On our way from a bridge we saw a beautiful view of New York City at a far distance. The expressway was really well constructed as we would expect in a country like US. There were six lanes in parallel, and at each junction we can see many more of them twisting and spiraling above, below, over and under each other rocketing to somewhere! - It was so entangled that I heard my room mate swear that he will never venture driving a car into such a commotion. At many places, there were thick hedges of trees between the lanes, very rich in greenery that once I saw a herd of deer among them. Most importantly, the entire 100 km, two hour journey, was like a silken ride, as if we were not travelling at all.

8:30 pm, the bus stopped in front of a Casino, "The Resorts". Yes, we had reached the Atlantic City. As we stepped down, we were given a $20 coupon card entirely to be used for gambling. We entered a large hall from the lobby were I had my first view of the world of casino - with thousands of gambling machines gulping and vomiting dollars, many sophisticated gambling boards of cards, the neon lights, the red carpets, the cigars, the drinks, the affluent rich in their suits, their ladies serving the drinks – It was as if we were watching the Eastman color Hindi movie of the 80’s.

We roamed around for an hour, watching the gambling and the gamblers, many probably the masters of this trade, and many losing out in their greed! And among them were those old who have travelled with us, seriously committed with their gambling machine – this indeed is the blast furnace manufacturing the greed for human kind!

Then it was our turn, to enter the entrapment. I sat on a machine, where for each dollar we put into it, we will be allowed to spin the wheel four times (25 cents for a spin). And if the numbers on the screen align in a pre-defined format, the machine will return dollars, it could be one, five, ten or sometimes thousands and that's why all these people are here. In my third attempt, some numbers got aligned for me and that gambling machine spit coins for 2 dollars - the sound of the dropping coins so tempting that it injects directly into our greedy nerves!

I realized how the temptations control us in its own unique way. I continued my gambling, with the $20 credit I was having, but the dollars now just went into the machine. These machines were the easiest for a beginner in gambling, and with little knowledge of card games, they are the best among the gambling options. As my credit came to zero, I found that I have got back $17. Not bad for me as I saw an old lady finding it difficult to pick up the coins raining from her machine! We have the option to put money from our pocket, but from the beginning I had decided against it. This is the world were our mental strength gets tested and I was happy that I somehow came out unscathed.

It was midnight by then and we again roamed around in other casinos one with a name 'TajMahal', then went to watch the gimmicks, some like those which we see at our temple festivals. A pizza, a mug of cola for dinner for $4, and then till 2:45 am, it was again roaming around in this sleepless world. By then, our bus was ready to take us back to our den – most of my friends scratching their heads with a story of their inevitable loss to tell.

It was a totally different experience than what I expected before we started off - a world of entrapment. And as I looked again at the dead $20 casino card I saw a note below which read "Bet With Your Head, Not Over It!"


Footnote:
Atlantic City is in New Jersey state on the coasts of Atlantic Ocean. Famous for its Casinos, it is the second largest gambling spot in US, next only to Las Vegas, Neveda. It has a boardwalk (a wooden foot path along the beach) of six kilometers, the first and longest in the world. Plagued with poverty and crime, a spin-off of Great Depression, casino gambling was started here to revitalize the place in 1976. Miss America pageant was conducted here from 1951 to 2005.