Telling stories since 2005
I was 8 the first time I escaped the US. Some family members and I traveled to New York for a wedding. At this point in time, I remember exactly nothing about the wedding, but I do remember how I pestered my dad to go to Canada. This was pre-2001 where adults only needed a…
Sport… and hockey I am a self-professed sports fan. While I don’t go crazy about them, I do consider it a mission to attend sporting events wherever I go. This desire has led me to see hockey in Canada and France. I’ve watched soccer in England, Peru, and Argentina. I’ve attended cock fighting in Ecuador…
Travel: It’s not all fun and smooth sailing. Once upon a time, Canada gave me an exceedingly hard time at the border crossing. My entry to Canada wasn’t smooth. I was questioned like everyone else, but then I was singled out for additional inspection. I guess border guard 1 didn’t like the vague answers I…