Ohio was a beautiful state with a very interesting mixture of a population...we went to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame (...gift shop...we're poor...), and stayed with a local tortured artist who showed us the local dive bar scene. The city is very interesting with lots of Lake Erie beach homes and a red brick-and-metal downtown to combine into a sort of open-air, industrial-feeling sort of metropolis...very cool. From there, we made it down an hour or so into the Amish country...think Kingpin. Minus Woody.
The same day we left Ohio via the Amish, we arrived in Pennsylvania's Steel City just around nightfall to the sounds of the Pirates winning a home game (illuminated by fireworks over the Allegheny River). We soon got lost in the stone streets of the lush, pretty-but-industrial metropolis, had an ATM eat Dale's credit card, and penniless finally arrived at the apartment of our more than gracious hostesses of the evening, Kate and Sarah, around midnight. We then awoke at 6 am to retrieve the eaten plastic, slept in a pretty little park for a few hours, and then made it into Buffalo after an hour or two stop at one of Lake Erie's beaches just before the New York border. Buffalo was more of a stop-and-go sort of place for us, where we splurged on a hotel room, slept for about 20 hours, woke up, ate some delicious wings at Anchor Bar, and sped off to the local spectacle of Niagara Falls. Here is our evidence:
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