Sunday, October 15, 2017

Niagra Falls and the Termite Room

Sarah and her sister decided to surprise their parents with a trip to Niagara Falls for their 30th wedding anniversary, so I finally found myself in Canada!  Now for those of you who are unfamiliar, let me provide you a refresher.  Canada is basically just a territory of the United States that we don't really want because it's cold and full of Canadians.  Canada is also known for it's unusually high violent crimes rate, which can be attributed to the fact that over 2/3 of their population are polar bears.  I believe it also serves as an entry point into Narnia, but what do I know, I'm not a scientist.  

But anyways.... Sarah and I flew into nearby Buffalo and took a cab across the boarder, whilst Sarah's parents drove from Connecticut, and Candice and Eric drove over from Maine.  Luckily no one ran into any issues getting there, although Candice was traveling with some four-day old, unrefrigerated pasta which I'm pretty sure is not something that should be consumed by a human body.  Or even a raccoon's body.  I'm pretty sure a metal car basking in the sunlight does not offer the same level of food preservation as a refrigerator.  I don't understand why people don't listen to me, I'm basically a scientist.

We mostly just relaxed and hung out on the first night, but the next day we took a trip to Niagara on the Lake, which was a really nice town about thirty minutes past Niagara Falls.  To get there, we only followed one road that ran parallel to the river, so there were plenty of cool things to see along the way.  One such place was Fort George, which is a rebuilt replica of a fort that saw some action during the war of 1812.
For those of you who watched The Office - The Maiden of the Mist, where Jim and Pam got married!
They took all the trees and put them in a tree museum, but for a dollar and half you can pay to see them.  Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you got til it's gone.  They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
For those unfamiliar with the war of 1812, it's basically just another story about Canada fighting to become a part of the U.S. and the U.S. fighting ferociously to prevent that from happening.  The best part about visiting the fort - entry was free!  Apparently Canada values free access to educational opportunities for everyone... America values money.  Fort George also has a recurring musket firing demonstration, which is super entertaining.  I love it when you meet people that are genuinely passionate about their jobs, it makes all the difference.

We had a picnic for lunch in Niagara on the Lake before heading back.  Along the way, we passed about eight thousand wineries and finally stopped at a place that sold local honey.  This is either a fun fact or an urban myth, but apparently getting local honey helps minimize your allergies.  The idea being that the bees have collected pollen allergens and processed them in the honey, so the honey strengthens your immune system.  So if you suffer terrible allergies - go get some local raw honey!

That night we also had a fancy dinner in the revolving restaurant located at the top of Skylon Tower, was modeled after the space needle in Seattle, courtesy of Sarah's parents.  The views from the tower at night were wicked, because you get to see the falls from above when they are lit up in different colors.  We also decided to do a little gambling that evening.  Candice somehow won thirty dollars for getting five non-matching items on a slot machine.  I somehow lost when I got three of the money symbols on a different slot machine, but won when i got a vampire, werewolf, and a mermaid. I really don't know how those machines work.  Luckily Eric and I hit up the craps table later and I was able to recoup most of my losses.   And Sarah pulled through by winning a few dollars playing black jack so we ended up breaking even!
We decided to torture Sarah's mom with a speedboat trip along the rapids that form at the bottom of the falls!
The Niagara river, which serves as a dividing line between New York and Canada, features hydro-electric power plants for both countries.  This is a photo of one of the Sir Adam Beck Generating Stations on the Canada side.


The next day we decided to go back to Niagara on the Lake to do a speedboat tour along the rapids.  I'm not entirely sure Sarah's mom wanted to get on a boat that would be doing 360 spins and tearing through level 5 rapids, but I think she had a good time!  After the tour was finished, we did another picnic lunch and then did a mini hike along the river gorge.  I do have to say I was pretty impressed with how active everyone is over in Canada.  People were bicycling, hiking, climbing, and just enjoying nature in general.

For our last night, we decided to hang out and grab dinner at a Mexican restaurant.  Americans having a Mexican dinner in Canada.  Talk about celebrating the diversity of North America!  After supper, we went bowling and dominated some arcade games.  We pooled all of our tickets to get the premium prizes.   You all know what I'm talking about.  Premium prizes that included a plastic army dude, foam dice, and a Chinese finger trap.  The latter of which Eric tried to trade for a parachute man, but was refused since his fingers were already stuck in said trap... Apparently once a finger trap has been used, it loses all intrinsic value.   All of these items probably have a combined retail value of thirty cents, but cost us about $20 in arcade tickets.  
A little view of the Niagara River
A view from above the falls on the American side of the river
The next day we all had to separate and make our way to our next destination.  Eric and Candice started their journey back to Maine, Sarah's parents continued their road trip further into Canada, and the missus and I had to fly home.  Fly home and work on our house.  When will it ever end?!??!?!

In my last blog, I mentioned my favourite room in the house, the termite room.  I'm now going to offer you some advice.  If at any point in your life you are in a relationship and want it to end, drywall a room together.  I've done a lot of projects over the years; Installed laminate flooring, tiled kitchens and bathrooms, wired outlets, painted houses, assembled shitty ikea furniture... None of them compare to drywalling.  It is brutal.
A man's feeling ambitious.  He decides to take down some wood panelling.

A man finds termite damage.  He blames his girlfriend for wanting an insect infected house that was above their agreed upon price range.  He grabs a beer.
After a few more beers, he thinks to himself...I can fix this.  I'll tackle it tomorrow.
Three weeks later, he pays a contractor to fix it
But he installs the insulation himself, because he's a cheap bastard
He then tricks friend into helping him hang the new sheet rock with the promise of beer and pizza.  He also spake of a cake. But there was no cake,  the cake was a lie.
Man succeeds.  He spends hundreds of hours and dollars to fix room.  He also spends an additional thirty seconds and $8 to have a friend bring Nando's sauce from the UK as a surprise for girlfriend.  Girlfriend comes home from work trip and sees room. "Oooooh, it looks so good!".  Said girlfriend then walks into kitchen and sees the sauce.  "OH MY GOD, NANDO'S SAUCE!!! THIS IS THE GREATEST DAY OF MY LIFE!".   Man still doesn't know why he bothers.
Ahhh, but doesn't it look nice!!!


Luckily we were able to complete the room ahead of July 4th weekend, because pretty much all of my siblings decided to come back to KC.  Nothing like a little last minute spontaneous family reunion... See, booking travel on a whim runs in the family!  We also had a quick weekend trip out to Massachusetts to mourn the passing of Sarah's godfather the following weekend, so we were both able to see quite a bit of our families in a short period of time.  Sarah's dad met her godfather when they were walking around the outskirts of Boston as children, and decided to start throwing rocks at each other.  30 years ago kids could walk around at five years old and play outside without adult supervision.  Today, a ten year old can't even walk to school on their own without someone sounding the alarms.  This generation is going to be cotton candy instead of salt of the earth.

The missus and I spent the rest of our free time this summer road-tripping around the country, starting with a trip to Yellowstone and Grand Teton, but that's a story for another blog....

Random GoPros
Sometimes the best way to do lunch when traveling is to just grab some food from the grocery store and have a picnic.  
If you go to the falls, it's worth staying 'til the night when it's all lit up
Talk about a view at dinner!  The revolving restaurant in Skylon Tower
The ever elusive horizontal rainbow
The view along the Plymouth jetty


 Sarah and Sean's Sensational Stockpile of Snappy Snaps
I'm just a man with a stick and some balls... 
When looking at Joe' s face, I can only imagine he is trying to comprehend why his daughter is still with me.  It's a look I see quite often from people, particularly when I speak.

The Byers Clan
Niagara Falls?  More like Viagra Falls when you're looking into the eyes of that sexy beast.
I'm free, but I'm focused. I'm green, but I'm wise.  I'm hard, but I'm friendly baby.  I'm sad, but I'm laughing. I'm brave, but I'm chicken shit.  And what it all boils down to, is that no one's got it figured out quite yet.  But I got one hand in my pocket, and the other is snapping GoPros.
I'm broke, but I'm happy.  I'm poor, but I'm kind.  I'm high, but I'm grounded.  I'm sane, but I'm overwhelmed. I'm lost, but I'm hopeful baby.  Cus what it all comes down to, is that everything's gonna be fine, fine, fine.  Cus I got one hand in my pocket and the other indulges in selfies.
What a bunch of Lowe-lifes....
When I look at this photo do I see the Lowe Bros?  Do I see a happy family?  Do I see incredible hair?  No, I just see a poster of Stallone punching Dolph Lundgren in the face.  Displayed as a symbol, nay as pillar of hope for all men, that they too may display their possessions in their homes.  No longer shall we be oppressed by women and forced to hide our movie memorabilia in the basement.  We must be strong, we must be united.  The Manimist movement is real!
Baby Ray took one look at that  Rocky poster and knew what he had to do... I can only imagine what would have happened had he seen the ninja swords.
Sarah was forced to have her first Yeti!  A Lowe family tradition
Soaking up the sights where the pilgrims first landed!

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Colorado and Our First House

Listen, am I the type of man to stay on top of my blog? Do I post regularly?  No, I've been lazy.  And I wish I could tell you this blog is going to be amazing and I've been saving up all my creative energy for it, but I haven't.  I'm just lazy.  Expect some very mediocre writing, with some shameless selfies mixed in.  Maybe I'll be wearing snow pants, maybe I'll be wearing no pants. I can't really make any promises.   

For my 29th Birthday, Sarah decided to whisk me away to Colorado for a wonderful weekend snowshoeing in the mountains.  After not driving for 18 months in Europe, it felt good to get in the car and make the nine hour drive to Denver.  Crazily enough, on our first morning in Denver, our realtor/friend Fred called us to let us know our bid went through on a house!  Nothing like starting off a birthday weekend by buying a house.  Who needs money when you can spend your life savings on a house with hidden termite damage... but more on that later.

We briefly checked out the Denver Aquarium that morning, but left feeling pretty unimpressed and made our way to Frisco, as Sarah had booked an Air B&B at a little cabin style apartment.  The next morning we ventured over to Breckinridge to check out an Ice Sculpture competition, which was pretty cool... But overall I would never go back to that town.  Parking is a disaster, it's annoyingly busy and touristy, and if we are being completely honest, I generally don't enjoy rich white people.  If Ted Danson were to anonymously fund the sculpture competition, it would be Larry David's worst nightmare.
The Icy Iguana
I don't know if they designed this to look like Clifford the Big Red Dog...
After leaving Breckenridge we attempted to go snow shoe hiking, which basically involves clamping waterproof boots into gigantic metal shoes that prevent you from sinking into the snow.  It also involves being able to withstand physical activity at a high altitude, which did not work out well for me.  I don't know if you've ever experienced altitude sickness; It's brutal.  You basically have a pounding migraine, no stamina, and in my case become even whinier than usual, which quite frankly, I didn't even know was possible.  I felt really bad, because Sarah had planned out so much for this trip, but the altitude destroyed me, it was freezing outside, and I had no desire to be alive.  I was pretty much the worst travel companion alive.

Luckily, my body adjusted somewhat overnight, so I woke up feeling a lot better about life.  We were really close to the Frisco Nordic Center, which had a ton of snowshoe trails, so we decided to go for round two.  The majority of people were either skiing or snowboarding, so most of the snowshoe trails were untouched.  Thus we got to forge our own path!  Sometimes it was pretty easy to figure out where we were going and sometimes the trail signs were either buried in snow or hidden, so mostly we just wandered around aimless in wonder.


If the mountain defeats you, will you risk a more dangerous road?
I want everybody else in the world to know it.  That I ain't ever gonna let them take my life from me.
Some of us were built to roam
Finding the snowshoe trails could be difficult at times, you basically had to wonder around for 3 minutes and hope you found another one of these guys....otherwise you are lost.


I'm writing to catch you up on places I've been... Strange how clouds that look like mountains in the sky are next to mountains today.  Didn't have a camera by my side this time, hoping I would see the world through both my eyes.  Maybe I'll tell you all about it when I'm in the mood to lose my way.... with words
You should have seen that sunrise with your own eyes.  It brought me back to life.  You'll be with me next time I go outside.  No more 3x5s....


After getting back from Colorado, we closed on our house and finally got to have a place to ourselves!  I could bore you with all the details, but instead I'll just share a bunch of photos.


Sarah told me to only bring essentials on day one.  I interpreted that to be ninja swords and a poster of Dolph Lundgren.   I'm honestly not sure what else would qualify.
Yup.  As a Vagabond I spent 83 cents on home related goods each month... Oh how the times have changed.
Our 80s kitchen with four layers of wallpaper...


Taking down wallpaper is probably one of the worst tasks ever.  Luckily that's what my mom is for.
Pink tile flooring, yellow floral wallpaper.  Fake flower baskets.  It's perfect, wouldn't change a thing.
After years of owning so little that I could fit all my possessions into two backpacks...Pretty crazy to have a house
There are many puns I could make about this cock lightswitch...but on the off chance one of my sisters reads this, I will resist.
All I want right now is the times when we slept on the floor.  When right here, right now was all we were living for
The wood paneling looks a little outdated in here... I guess we should take it off before painting, I mean what's the worst that could happen, right?
Well I guess maybe termites could have eaten the underlying wall, leaving the structural integrity of the property in question... But I mean, other than that, probably nothing to worry about.
In London we stored all of our random junk in a box, now we have a junk room.
If you come over for a drink, the previous owners left us plenty of coasters and a few napkins from the cheesecake factory in case you spill.
Our basement garage.  Seems necessary to have three garages since we share one car.
Who needs real furniture when you have a cooler and some lawn chairs
Probably my favourite part of our house - the front courtyard.  And yes, you know I'm really behind on my blog when it's summer and I'm posting pictures of a winter snow...

You save a lot of money doing everything yourself...but you also have to live in a mess.

But then again, your house will probably be a mess anyways if you have a niece and nephew nearby.  And lesson learned, don't waste your time cleaning before they come over...

Random GoPros
Our freshly painted kitchen!
La Casa De Seantonio
The ladies admiring the pile of wood I cut down with my ninja swords...Alright maybe I used a chainsaw
I had to chainsaw down the tree on the right...The tree on the left is next.  Maybe I'll use an axe next time, maybe I'll do it shirtless, maybe a crowd will gather, maybe my modeling career will take off again after a 24 year hiatus.  I can't predict what will happen, I can only anticipate the most likely scenario.
Our flowers and the start of our veggie garden

Sarah and Sean's Sensational Stockpile of Snappy Snaps 
Boys will be strong, yeah boys soldier on.  But boys would be gone without warmth from a woman's good, good heart

I got high on something in Colorado alright...Altitude.  This is the face of a man with no desire to live.  
My little lady, stuck in the snow
Well mama should be proud of me.  I've lived like a man and I'll die like a king...
Look at that focus.  You can't take a pano without razor sharp focus.
People always think we are crazy for all of our traveling.  But to paraphrase John Mayer, it's not the quarter life crisis, just the stirring of one's soul.
She wanted me to sweep her off her feet, instead I shoved her into the snow
I've no regrets.  I will not ask for your forgiveness.   
Couch hunting day, pretty much the most luxurious day of my life.  If I could just be brought breakfast in bed and then go lie on a couch all day... I feel like I could excel at that life
The missus and my mother eating whilst I work!!  P.S. You can play some serious Where's Waldo with our Soda Stream Maker.  It's in 3 different photos, always in a different spot.
Awww I Love U too fridge magnets... Such a positive message, who knew my blog was so inspirational
Sarah putting on the finishing touches with the world's largest roller
What's an adventurer to do, but rest his feet at home with you?