Being a Western New York transplant there are a lot of things I havenít seen in the area. Iíve been to Bills and Sabres games, and a few breweries in the area, as well as a food tour of Elmwood Village, but there is a lot I havenít done in the short time Iíve been a Western New Yorker.
Last weekend, my sisters and niece came to visit me, and I found myself wondering what WNY-centered thing we could do. They had requested a trip to Niagara Falls, which I happily obliged to, but that would only take up a portion of Friday night. During the day Friday, we took lunch to Sprague Brook Park and had a picnic by the pond.
That was after we hit up the playground in East Otto, Friday morning. And Saturday morning we took my niece to Griffis Sculpture Park. It doesnít seem like a lot, but it tired me out.
Saturday evening I took a trip to Buffalo with my boyfriend for wing night. After we stuffed our faces, turns out wings are one of my favorite things about WNY, we took a walk around downtown where he pointed out some famous Buffalo buildings. The architecture, which apparently is something Buffalo is known for, amazed me.
Again, you have to cut me some slack, Iím still a newbie.
On the way home we discussed taking his younger brother and sister to Hidden Valley Animal Adventure and planned a weekend kayak trip down the Conewango.
Before I turned 23 I made a list of the 23 things I wanted to do while I was 23, exploring more was one of them. And man did I get what I wanted. Every weekend Iíve been taking time to visit different areas of the region to get a better feel of my new ďhome.Ē And there is still a lot I havenít seen.
I took a trip to Colden earlier this week to interview someone and drove around until I got myself lost in Patchin just looking at the views. I think I made my way through Boston, but I donít have a great sense of direction, and if Iím being honest was more concerned with finding gas than anything else.
Iíve also got plans to hit up my first farmers market this week, as well as the tail end of the Cattaraugus County Fair. Then itís the WyCO fair, a favorite of mine, and the inaugural trip to the Erie County Fair, also.
Iím sure this is all stuff you natives have experienced, time and time again, but I really hope you donít take it for granted. Between the great views, great people and a major city that smells like Cheerios, not to mention festivals every weekend, itís easy to see why WNY natives are nothing but proud of their hometown.
P.S. Feel free to send me an email of more WNY treasures, Iím far from done exploring.