You know you’re in Canada when…

At the border, re-entering Canada at 4:30 in the morning:

Border guard: “How long have you been in the States?”

Jeff: “I’ve been going to school at the University of Maine.”

Border guard: “Playing hockey, eh?”


In Swift Current, I dropped off three of Jeff’s suits at the dry cleaners. All the dry cleaning lady said was “Hockey player?”


About aasaelsewhere

I like Saskatchewan fine, but am hitting the road soon anyway. First on the itinerary: Portugal, England, Ireland, then England again. I have Yellow Fever immunity, a pending visa, and a blank passport, and can't promise anything.
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