So it was 1984 and I was about 9 years old whenst I was last in Canada. I fondly remember threatening my younger sister that we'd push her over the falls without the aid of a barrel. Ahhh, memories.
Regardless, it's time to take a breather with the temporary lull in busy season (actually a freak schedule opening that allowed for a three day weekend) and head up north to Thunder Bay, smoke some Cuban cigars and uh...well umm...I guess that's really the only reason we're going.
Any of you Canucks that read this blog have any recommendations on what to do in Thunder Bay?