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When my son was in third grade, I was a chaperone on a trip to Victoria with his class. It would have been a little before 2000, but not all that much before. We took the Victoria Clipper ferry, which is probably the ferry you took. While we were up there, I had a thought about buying a few Cuban cigars to bring back to the US for people who would enjoy them. Then I thought about the little lawyer and loudmouth my son was a the time. I could picture the headlines: "Third Grade Class is Cover For Smuggling Operation, Chaperone Busted With Contraband at the Border." I'm sure the kid would have happily ratted me out to the customs agent and said that his dad had cigars to declare when we came back through, so I skipped it. I don't even smoke, so I don't know why it was such a hard thing to resist. It must be some inability to live by dumb rules. So it goes.

I was in Seattle when you came through. Good thing we didn't know we were twins yet. The earth's magnetic field probably would have been disturbed by the close proximity.
You don't honestly believe your lack of awareness actually spared the rest of the world do you? I mean... wasn't that around the time of that massive tsunami?
 
When my son was in third grade, I was a chaperone on a trip to Victoria with his class. It would have been a little before 2000, but not all that much before. We took the Victoria Clipper ferry, which is probably the ferry you took. While we were up there, I had a thought about buying a few Cuban cigars to bring back to the US for people who would enjoy them. Then I thought about the little lawyer and loudmouth my son was a the time. I could picture the headlines: "Third Grade Class is Cover For Smuggling Operation, Chaperone Busted With Contraband at the Border." I'm sure the kid would have happily ratted me out to the customs agent and said that his dad had cigars to declare when we came back through, so I skipped it. I don't even smoke, so I don't know why it was such a hard thing to resist. It must be some inability to live by dumb rules. So it goes.

I was in Seattle when you came through. Good thing we didn't know we were twins yet. The earth's magnetic field probably would have been disturbed by the close proximity.
That "inability to live by dumb rules" thing is why I left the Navy(I was a musician in the Navy,yes,that's a job). Too many things they did because they'd always done it "THAT" way. SHEEESH!:banghead:
 
When my son was in third grade, I was a chaperone on a trip to Victoria with his class. It would have been a little before 2000, but not all that much before. We took the Victoria Clipper ferry, which is probably the ferry you took. While we were up there, I had a thought about buying a few Cuban cigars to bring back to the US for people who would enjoy them. Then I thought about the little lawyer and loudmouth my son was a the time. I could picture the headlines: "Third Grade Class is Cover For Smuggling Operation, Chaperone Busted With Contraband at the Border." I'm sure the kid would have happily ratted me out to the customs agent and said that his dad had cigars to declare when we came back through, so I skipped it. I don't even smoke, so I don't know why it was such a hard thing to resist. It must be some inability to live by dumb rules. So it goes.

I was in Seattle when you came through. Good thing we didn't know we were twins yet. The earth's magnetic field probably would have been disturbed by the close proximity.

Customs prick was more than a little suspicious of my lack of baggage. Dude, I'm here for three days and then I'm going back to civilisation, cool your jets.
 
Considering the picture of Seattle I had in my head came from Here Come the Brides, it was a little disconcerting.

Corniness aside, early Seattle was a lot about ladies of the night and loggers - no excuse for poor treatment at our border though.
 
Vintage Pro came today. Wife intercepted but don't care. This bass lives up to the hype. I'm very really impressed with it.
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You want a fun customs experience, just fly into JFK from overseas. Oh yeah, you feel the love.
Only time(s) I was outta the country I didn't need a passport. Y'all's horror stories tell me I still don't need one. Plenty of places I haven't seen here. And if I wanna visit a foreign country ,I can go to EPCOT-or Miami.:smug:
 
Only time(s) I was outta the country I didn't need a passport. Y'all's horror stories tell me I still don't need one. Plenty of places I haven't seen here. And if I wanna visit a foreign country ,I can go to EPCOT-or Miami.:smug:

When i worked for Delta, i did a lot of overseas traveling. Was truly awesome, greatful i had the opportunity to do as much as i did. My point was seeing how other people were treated from other countries coming in.
 
You want a fun customs experience, just fly into JFK from overseas. Oh yeah, you feel the love.

My trip is coming up soon, glad I'm not flying anywhere near JKF as part of it.
 
In '81 I visited some people I met in Miami who lived in Barrie. Came into Canada through the Windsor tunnel. The Canadian customs lady was as nice as could be(I was a bit of a freak then). Had a great time there,on Lake Simcoe and in Orillia. Came back into the states in Buffalo. The U.S. customs guy was a :poop:head/jerk/shmuck/d.-all of the above:smug:

Sorry, it just isn't true that all Canadians are accommodating and apologize all the time. Can I get you something to make you more comfortable?