After contemplating the upside and downside of election day, I decided I needed a break...so, I escaped to the banks of the mighty Niagara River on this 68 degree sunny day in soon-to-be-winter-wonderland western New York. I found a nice, comfy bench and fired up a Cruzado Marelas. Ahhhh...the experience was delightful. The Cruzado was fine, the company was congenial (solitude!) and all was right in my little corner of the world. 