Back In The US…Back In The US…Back In The US of A

Inside the Canadian National Gallery

Day 101        September 18, 2014

Ottawa, Ontario, Canada   to  Somewhere in New York, USA

First thing in the morning, we drove into the city and got a couple of tickets to tour the Canadian Parliament. The tickets are free, but they are limited in number. So, you snooze, you lose. And we were not gonna be losers today!

Parliament

Tall

The tour was great, even though both chambers were closed to tours on this day. That kind of sucked. But, we did get a general look-a-bout, and we did get to see the library, and that was well worth the 13,000 mile drive. Photography was strictly forbidden in the library, so I don’t have any pics to share, but, you can google it. 

Inside Parliament

Fancy architecture

Tour guide, showing us a picture of what the inside of the chambers look like, since we couldn’t actually go inside either one.

Following the half tour of Parliament, we walked around the city to see all of the cool public sculpture, and then took a lunch break.

The rest of the afternoon was spent at the National Gallery of Canada. The art exhibits were interesting…the building itself was even more interesting…the gigantic spider sculpture out front was the most interesting of all.

Canadian National Gallery

Walking underneath the gigantic spider sculpture

Ceiling inside the Canadian National Gallery

Inside the Canadian National Gallery

Before it got too late, we got back on the road. Soon we’d be back in the USA.

At 5:25 pm, we crossed the border from Ontario, into New York via the Thousand Islands Bridge. The border crossing went smoothly. Border patrol (one woman in a little booth) did confiscate the red peppers that were in our fridge. That border patrol agent must have needed them for a dinner salad or something. If she needed them that badly, she could have them. We surrendered them without a fight.

Hello, New York!

As we entered the USA for the first time in about six weeks, we reminisced about our time in Canada. And we realized that Gumby and Pokey hadn’t been outside much for photos the whole time we were there. I guess it was just too cold out for them.

It was just getting dark when we found some obscure RV park in some obscure rural town in New York. Once again, safe for the night. Back in the good ‘ole US of A.