Calais, United States

Thwap! The sound of the rubber glove tightening on the customs agent's hand rang in my ears and reminded me vaguely of plebe year. Apparently, according to Julia, I act "all nervy" when answering the crossing guard's questions at the border.  And I ...

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went to the lighthouse at calais. then crossed the border into new brunswick.  this town sucked. we turned around and headed back down the coast.