One of Ottawa’s most famous museums is the National Gallery of Canada. Its building made of glass and granite with octagonal towers was designed by the famous architect Moshe Safdi and was built in 1988. True, many during an external examination are not only struck by the building itself, but by what it faces. And this is neither more nor less than an almost ten-meter metal spider, which is quite an eerie look.
The gallery was created in 1880 by the Governor of Canada and in the first years occupied one building with the Supreme Court. Subsequently, the gallery moved to the Victoria Memorial Museum (now the Canadian Museum of Nature). In 1985, a new museum of modern photography was attached to the gallery. And in 2000, the new gallery building was included by the Royal Architectural Institute of Canada in the 500 best buildings in the country built over the past millennium. Continue reading
After 10 in the morning, when the T-mobile sales points were opened (at home I put on the map several taken from their website.) I stopped at one of them, in Scranton, and bought a SIM card.
Then we made a ritual overseas purchase, drove into a supermarket and bought a package of 25 300 ml water bottles.
On the signposts, at the exits, indicate the fast foods that can be found here. Until lunch, I was waiting for a sign like “Restaurant. It’s very tasty and inexpensive ”, but without waiting for it we left freeway and ended up in the pretty town of Cortland, where we had a nice lunch in a restaurant with live music.
In Buffalo, we arrived only at 5 pm. Let me remind you that the navigator promised to bring in 6.5 hours. Where they left for 4.5 hours remains a mystery. The most amazing thing is that on the way back the story repeated itself. For almost the entire daylight hours we rode a route calculated by the navigator at 6 o’clock. I attributed this effect to the curvature of space and decided to carefully monitor the next trip to Niagara. Continue reading
It so happened that I rarely traveled in the winter to another winter. From winter to summer – yes, often. And from winter to winter – literally several times: to Prague, to Munich and to Transylvania (there is even a review about it, yes). The New Year in Paris, with all due respect to him, I would never call winter – plus 15 days in the afternoon of January 1, it doesn’t have anything to do with it. And I really wanted this winter, in the cold, to a frozen (possibly) Niagara or some other waterfall … I wanted so much that in September 2017 I already bought tickets for NG 2017/2018 in Toronto – however, the malicious Brussels Airlines postponed the date the return flight from January 8 to the 6th, trying to throw two days out of the already short winter holidays in this way, after which the tickets were indignantly handed over, and cold Canada was replaced with a warm cruise on the Persian Gulf. But the idea – the idea remained, and therefore, tickets were bought again in 2018, only now not by Brussels, but by the trustworthy Air Canada Continue reading