tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post3192042784684371547..comments2024-03-28T08:35:25.454-04:00Comments on The Adventures of Travel Penguin: Our Neighbors to the NorthTravelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07787024407420088973noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-86618482173258431542015-11-15T14:01:47.552-05:002015-11-15T14:01:47.552-05:00They don't interrogate you about your guns whe...They don't interrogate you about your guns when you enter Canada? It must have been the redneckistan license plates on the car. Travelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07787024407420088973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-16360922274357764822015-11-15T11:55:05.801-05:002015-11-15T11:55:05.801-05:00Growing up in the Detroit area the border was so l...Growing up in the Detroit area the border was so loose I did not realize Canada and US were different countries until much later in life. Nowadays I have a far more worse time getting from Canada back into The States than the other way around. On the whole US border guards are more pugnacious than their Canuck counterparts. Ur-spohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04237644452200889946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-64140505481291954662015-11-15T11:04:52.802-05:002015-11-15T11:04:52.802-05:00I knew someone who was surprised when she crossed ...I knew someone who was surprised when she crossed a state line for the first time that things didn't change color like they do on the map. <br /><br />I missed a turn in August and ended up in France until I could make a U turn, a very open boarder. Travelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07787024407420088973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-22922276685211584922015-11-15T11:01:23.979-05:002015-11-15T11:01:23.979-05:00Duhhhhh ... I should have spelled anonymous as &qu...Duhhhhh ... I should have spelled anonymous as "Freckles". I guess our education system up here wasn't as crackerjack as I thought it was. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-73678829528595244112015-11-15T10:58:46.268-05:002015-11-15T10:58:46.268-05:00The first time I entered the States I was 13 years...The first time I entered the States I was 13 years old and travelling with my aunt and Grandma. We crossed the Alberta / Montana border and I didn't even realize that we had done so until my Grandma told me. She always laughed afterwards telling people I said "That's it??". This is the States? I think maybe TV conditioned me to think even though I was on the prairie of Southern Alberta as soon as I hit the US border there would be Las Vegas style lighting and showgirls to welcome me.<br /><br />~ AnonymousAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16253353.post-61647983092072377982015-11-15T06:44:32.686-05:002015-11-15T06:44:32.686-05:00I remember crossing into canada with just my birth...I remember crossing into canada with just my birth certificate as proof of citizenship. things were different then...anne marie in phillyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11765140782182605141noreply@blogger.com