I remember my first trip to Niagara Falls. We went on the Skywheel, a Ferris wheel that goes high in the sky, right next to Niagara Falls. We were about to board the Skywheel at night to see the falls. We had heard that there were lights at Niagara Falls during the night and we wanted to see them. I was nervous at first! It’s so high! I thought, but I shook it away. Finally, it was our turn. We climbed into a small room-like place with seats. It was made of a clear material, so we could see everything around us. Suddenly, we began to rise. Here we go! I thought.
Now, I felt a lot more excited. It was a beautiful sight; the city at night with all its lights on. We went up higher and higher. Then, we saw it: Niagara Falls! Whoa! It was beautiful, the colorful lights glimmering and shimmering in the dark night. We all stared at it in wonder. We circled around it a few more times. Soon, we got to the end of the ride. We stopped as we smoothly got to the bottom. We jumped out, still amazed. I could hear the roar of Niagara Falls. I looked out into the distance and saw it, standing out brightly because of its lights. Then, we slowly walked on to our next stop.