Yesterday marked my first drive across the Canadian–U.S. land border in 15 months. My neighbour, Jason, was flying directly from Bellingham to visit his parents in Mesa, Arizona, and since we both have Nexus, I offered to take him to the airport.
Four cars ahead of us, when we reached the booth, the border guard asked me, “Where are you going?” I replied, “I’m driving my friend to the Bellingham Airport.” He then turned to Jason: “Where are you going?” Jason answered, “To visit my parents for Christmas.” The guard smiled and said, “Have a good trip!”
The entire process was polite, efficient, and seamless. Although the weather on the drive down was dreadful, Jason is fortunate to be heading toward the Arizona sunshine. I briefly considered stopping at Costco or Trader Joe’s, but ultimately decided I’d rather spend my money here at home in Canada.
I saw this online:
The Canada Post Heritage Club every year fills a 52 passenger bus to Tualip to gamble and shop for Black Friday. This year they only had 25 people who wanted to go. We had a nice trip planned to South Dakota to visit Mt. Rushmore, but with $100 per person on top of the admission charges, that got cancelled. It would appear they don't want us to go to their country. On our last trip we did the south west and visited six national parks. That won't happen as long as the $100 surcharge per National Park visit for foreigners is being charged.
