Last time I tried to cross some great big GI Joe Border Grunt gave me a ridiculous time. When it came to time to pay for my whatever it was I was paying for, after I signed a paper swearing that I was not connected to a terrorist group nor intending to kidnap American women (I'm not making this up), he wouldn't take the Canadian money, "You're in America now."

He took Canadian Visa. I could tell I got too close to getting the boot when I told him it was a Canadian Visa.

I'm obviously looking forward to another border crossing in October. 300 people jammed in a border room, only 6 Caucasians, all with Scottish accents. But this will be my first time with my new Canadian Citizen card, we'll see.