I was reminded of another border crossing tale of woe, this one much shorter and not as funny as yesterday’s. When I was about 12, I went to a youth rally in Detroit or Rochester Hills or some other place in Michigan. We went down with a friend from church driving and picked up her [...]
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A few years ago, Amy and I took a road trip down to Florida to visit Disneyworld and meet some of my Imaginary Friends (the term Amy coined for the people I know solely via the internet). We crossed the border at Buffalo at about 5:30am as we were driving a very, very long way [...]