Following trying encounter with border guards, we’re finally in Canada

At times, we wondered if we were going to have to turn around and head back to the states, or worse. 

Ken says it’s because we’re celebrities. I think it’s because he called the border guard “dude.”

Whatever the reason, we’ve been questioned, frisked, had our underwear inspected and asked, “Why would two Americans want to vacate in Canada for a week?”

When I told him we were here for fun, he responded, “It would make more sense to fly into Calgary for that.”

Obviously, they could use some advice at the Canadian Tourist Bureau. However, we just answered their questions and hoped for the best. 

O, Canada . . . sigh. 

Author: Kevster

Kevin Slimp

7 thoughts

  1. My favorite part was when he asked if I was planning to do any marketing while I’m in Canada.

    Yes, yes I am. Because your tourism bureau needs some pointers.

  2. Ken, at least you didn’t call the guard “bubba.” In 1993, one of us backed our car into a tree at a national park … that shattered the car’s rear window. So when we crossed from Montana into Alberta, it was a major adventure with the Canadian border officers unloading/inspecting every inch of our car & camping gear. I don’t remember if they frisked our underwear 🙂

  3. Ha! Our son traveled to London, Ontario in March, and as soon as he touched down customs called to see if we knew where he was and what he was doing, and if we would pay to get him home in the event he ran out of money or got into trouble. I told my wife she should’ve told them, “Nope. He’s your problem now!”

    1. I understand the need for heightened security, and it doesn’t irritate me, but I’m not sure what profile Ken and I set off that would cause anyone to hesitate letting us into the country. We both felt bad for the young chinese guy that was also held. He couldn’t have been much older than Zac.

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