This is the smaller American version
and this is the bigger Canadian version.
Okay, of course it was an experience to go there, especially so close to a huge shower, which splashing the mist hundreds of meters away. It was very powerful and most of the times you couldn't see much because there was cloud of mist everywhere. When I looked up to see the edge where the water breaks, it made me think of those ten and ten people who took a risk of going over or down of the fall.
I must admit I liked the American, smaller, calmer, cuter version more, as it was possible to photograph it. But Niagara is still Niagara, the Niagara we are thinking of, it doesn't matter if it is American or Canadian, as it is still one place in one continent.
Read more about both falls
here.
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