night one, niagara falls, Ontario

Niagara Falls. Preeetty misty.
Picked up Baxter in Syracuse, had an excellent dinner with his parents, and then set out for Canada. Crossed the border without incident, and checked into the hotel successfully. Took a nice long walk to the falls, and got pretty soaked in the mist.
Great interaction with the border guard:
BG: How long will you be in Canada for?
Me: One day
BG: Carrying any weapons, or alcohol?
Me: No, sir
BG: What do you have back there, just clothes?
Me: Clothes, guitar, amp, some microphones
BG: Where are you going?
Me: Niagara Falls, and then returning to the US in Michigan
BG: (looking at backseat full of stuff) ...Where ELSE you goin?
Me: LA, moving.
BG: Arite, have fun boys.

Baxter's mom and dad sent us off with delicious food for the road, and a new term. After a few minutes of standing out in the driveway and rearranging the backseat, Mr. Baxter said: "I'm sorry, we're helicopter parents." "What? Helicopter parents?" ... "yeah" he said. "We hover."

that's all, good night. Thanks for stopping, and please pass the blog on to anyone who might want to read.