Stereotype bout Canadian politeness true. American border guards…not so much.

Wanted to hit American land with no choice of going through Canada It does sound peculiar but there’s a place Point Roberts Washington. It hangs to side of Washington but like a discarded limb it’s not connected. One must go through Canada no choice in the matter.

It’s the only place in this situation so being nearby why not.

Great drive too pretty to become de rigueur yet.

Last rest stop of the good ole USA. Feeling patriotic and number 2 calling I did my resting while singing Proud to be an American by Lee Greenwood

Customs and immigration awaits. Entering a foreign land I started singing Proud to be a Canadian also by Lee Greenwood. This isn’t a joke he actually made this song. It is very American anything for a dollar even Canadian

It was what happens at customs asked if fruits firearms and drugs. As for the drugs I said prescription only. Extremely polite and curious bout my journey we exchanged niceties and on my way to home country America.

Arriving at us customes the agent looks at me tells me pull over in designated spot and get out taking only phone wallet and passport.

Gave them to customs clerk and was handed them back after brief glance. She asked where last park and the next I showed pictures it was fun till not.

Back came Barney Fife wanting I assume to flex his authority. “You living in your car?” Yes for now I said continuing “I’m hitting all-he cut me off”I’m talking right now. You homeless ?” “No as I was saying and is on license in your possession I live in Missouri and am on a trip-“ interrupting again “I don’t care he can pass” the clerk gave me a look that showed her sympathy and again on my way.

The campground was, as is my usual choice, FCFS many had already done so and I was SOL at least I got to do it and with a bad taste in my mouth from American customs I was now going back to America proper.

Canadian customs on way back a breeze checked computer and said “You were just here? Doing the Point Roberts thing eh” “Yes” I replied. “Hope it was fun have good day”

On my way stopping again at US customs. New guard same lack of civility. “Why so quick? Picking up a package maybe?” “No campground full I’m on way to next park Mt Rainier “. You bringing any thing back?” “Just what I came with” “pull over we’re gonna have to search”. “Of course “ I could’ve called him obtuse or some such thing but not sure if he’d understand, discretion being the better part of valor, and not wanting to spend anymore time here than necessary I decided to hold my tongue.

After the usual firearm drug fruit questions I was allowed to return to home country. I did not sing a lee Greenwood song.