Part
I - We went to the Stratford Festival in Stratford, Ontario. It used to
be known as a Shakespearian Festival, but has long ago opened its
repertoire to other plays. I have been here probably five or six times,
usually with students and once with my book club. It is a whole
different thing to come here without worrying where and what students
are doing and do we have them all? and who isn't in his/ her room? and
who ran out of money? and why isn't Horatio at the meeting place on
time?
I
could tell that the recession has hit this theater town in a very
unforgiving way. The streets and the shops, usually bustling with
tourists, were virtually empty. I called two days ahead of time for a
room and tickets and got a reasonably priced room and great seats. That
wouldn't have happened a few years ago.
My
goal was to choose something that my DH would really enjoy, so I chose
"A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum," a classic comedy that
didn't disappoint. He and I both were laughing out loud throughout.
Stratford
is six hours from our home...not a bad drive. Of course, now a passport
or "the card" is required to cross into Canada.
Stratford, Ontario town hall |
Part
II - My plan was to go to Toronto, a great city with so many things to
do. I had seen that the Dead Sea Scrolls were at the Royal Ontario
Museum and I thought that would be interesting. My DH loves history, so
that fit the bill. Anyway, I had a list of possibilities, but then we
heard on the news that they were three weeks into a garbage pickup
strike. Photos were shown on Canadian tv of mountains of trash on street
corners and protests were taking place over all this. So we adjusted
the plans to go to Niagara Falls, Canada first and then assess what the
situation was later for Toronto.
I
have heard often that the Canadian side of the Falls is so much better
than the U.S. side. I'd say the view was better, but to get there, we
had to walk through what I called "Las Vegas on Steroids." Again, the
crowds were there, but not as much as I expected. It was a little too
touristy for my taste, but it was beautiful to see. We had ridden on the
Maid of the Mist several times, so skipped the soaking on this trip.
Back
at the hotel, we saw that now arsonists were setting fire to trash
mountains and dumpsters throughout Toronto. That settled it. Trip north
no more.
Canadian Niagara Falls |
Part
III - We decided to drive to Sandusky and take the Jet Express boat
over to Kelleys Island. Since I had researched the Ellings and learned
that a couple of the immigrant daughters went there to work and one
lived her whole life there, I have been curious to go. Lake Erie
cooperated and was relatively calm for the 20 minute ride from Sandusky
to Kelley's Island. Once there, we rented a golf cart so we could make
the most of our time.
First stop, the cemetery where I did locate the Mary Elling Pringnitz stone. We tried to locate their home. I had seen a photo of it, but didn't know the address (not prepared for this angle of the trip!) Of course, if someone decided to remodel it, I wouldn't have recognized it anyway. So we just relaxed, toodling along in our golf cart all over the island, enjoying the breeze off the lake and imagining what it would have been like to live in this isolated spot - especially in the winter.
Dianne at cemetery on Kelley's Island, at the Pringnitz stone. |
First stop, the cemetery where I did locate the Mary Elling Pringnitz stone. We tried to locate their home. I had seen a photo of it, but didn't know the address (not prepared for this angle of the trip!) Of course, if someone decided to remodel it, I wouldn't have recognized it anyway. So we just relaxed, toodling along in our golf cart all over the island, enjoying the breeze off the lake and imagining what it would have been like to live in this isolated spot - especially in the winter.
Back home on the fifth day...just as someone had planned.
(This post originally appeared on the Elling Family News blog on July 14, 2009.)
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