Buffalo...really?

Oh man, let me just say that if you ever want a great few days away, might I just suggest Buffalo, NY? Lindsay was invited to present a paper at a conference in this blessed city and Scout and I went along for the ride...the 11 hour ride. It could have taken 6, but thanks to a little invention called GPS we meandered up through the Catskills stopping in on whatever struck our fancy. Here are our highlights... it's kinda like we invited you in to our house and then set up the slide projector.


First up is 'Wings Castle'. Before they left, our friends Liz and Jared gave us a book of good little road trips to take in the New York area. This was one of the sights.


It was built by an artist couple from completely salvaged parts and was pretty sweet... and noble no doubt.



Before we got to Buffalo we stopped off here at the Phelps Hotel for dinner.


It was real good, and I got the Creamed Cod... 'cause I'm 80.


Buffalo was cold and close to Canada, neither of which I knew a week ago. This picture was taken at a park that me and Scout went while Lindsay presented her paper. We didn't go watch because she said she would present it to me for free. She hasn't.


Real cold but pretty pretty.

We did loads of cool stuff that I won't make you look at but it should be noted that we ate at real good places, saw two Frank Lloyd Wright homes that were in the area, and stayed in the greatest little Bed and Breakfast that could not have been nicer in both board and hospitality.

And then, for some reason, we went on this tour of Niagara Falls at night. It was a real dim idea. So very cold, a little rainy, misty, and you really can't see the falls so...? We did, however, learn that all this time we thought we were so cool living over here in America but you get to Niagara at night and you can tell right away--on our side: cold and wet, on the Canadian side: Rock Star Party Palace. You could practically hear the techno music thumping over the roar of the falls. I told Lindsay it was like Lehi's vision and we were stuck over here with the righteous.



That's Canada in the background.


On the way home we swung by Palmyra and boy-oh-boy did it show up to have its picture taken. The sky could not have been better if it had been pulled down as a back drop at Kiddie Kandids.

This is from the top of the Hill Cumorah.

A nice Mormon family took our picture in Jospeh's Bedroom of the Smiths little Log Cabin.


We look like a vision ourselves!


And this is the Sacred Grove as seen from the back of the Smith's house.



It really was beautiful, and what was going to be a two hour stop off turned into four with a planed trip back in 6 weeks.

All in all, a wonderful trip was made only more wonderful by the two sleeping passengers at my side as I drove back to Hoboken, grateful for monumental blessings...and small ones.


~P