Kingston
Our first stop in Ontario was technically at a Planet Fitness, where we took the very-much-anticipated first shower of about a week (not for lack of trying, as we had been searching endlessly for showers in Quebec to no avail) before continuing on to a city that was primarily to break up what would’ve been a six hour drive between Montreal and Toronto. Thus, we found ourselves in the city of Kingston on the coast of Lake Ontario.

A day and night was enough to visit the city, where we followed our standard formula of walking around the downtown, reading the ample signage about the history of the area (focused on Kingston’s claim to fame as the first capital city of united Canada - a title it held for only three years from 1841 to 1844), then retreating to the car to cook dinner and prepare for the next day.
Toronto
A couple more hours on the road brought us to the megalopolis of Toronto, Canada’s largest city with nearly three million beating hearts. Anticipating a few days in the city, we ended up only staying only two after finding that we didn’t like it nearly as much as its French-speaking neighbors to the north.

Nonetheless, we took in much that the city has to offer on our long daily walks, with highlights being Graffiti Alley, Kensington Market (where we ate some fantastic tacos and got a feel for the multicultural background of the city), Fort York (which was taken by the Americans during the War of 1812 and gave us a good history of a war we previously knew little about), and the CN tower.

We visited an array of other neighborhoods, with West Queen West sticking out as the favorite, but the overall grittiness, lack of character, and big metallic city vibes left us largely unimpressed, and so after two days we hopped in the van and continued south. Sorry for any Toronto lovers out there!

Niagara
Our final stop in Ontario and Canada as a whole was Niagara, the small town that’s home to the most famous waterfall in North America and maybe the world. The Vegas-style downtown area adjoining the falls left us a little unenthused, but the falls were anything but.
Made up of three separate falls – American Falls, Bridal Veil Falls, and Horseshoe Falls – we spent hours gawking both during the day and later at night, in awe of their powerful beauty and the sheer volume of water gushing over them (675,000 gallons per second at Horseshoe Falls alone!).
At night the falls are illuminated by lights, changing colors based on current events or the requests of charities.

We had gotten multiple recommendations to make sure we saw the falls from the Canadian side (as the Niagara River makes up the USA/Canada border) and were happy we did, as most of the falls actually fall from the American side, meaning the prime viewing location is across the river in Canada.

While in Niagara, we also visited the Niagara History Museum, where we learned about the intertwined history of the Canadian city and the falls; our favorite section of the museum was learning about the daredevils who have gone over the falls in a barrel (a woman being the first!) or tight-roped from one side to the other.

After a night at a Walmart outside town, we drove across the border and back into the familiar U.S. of A. to the same-named town of Niagara. The odometer read nearly 6,000, meaning we logged a total of 3,000 miles in the Great White North.