. And I hear them opening boxes and unzipping bags. Boxes and bags that I spent precious time loading and packing. Oh and the room I was in - void of all personality and heat. After 7 months of cold - being in a heavily air conditioned room with nothing but shorts a tank top and flipflops was not fun. So a few hours and then they so kindly repacked the jeep for me. WHAT? Were you guys born yesterday - isn't it a part of your training to strategically pack bags and gear? So I completly unpacked the Jeep and repacked it right there at the US border. Bunch of US Official douchebags. But hey for all you gun toting, drug smuggling, baby snatchers crossing the border - watch out they have a no tolerance policy at the border and if you are one of the random ones that get searched, watch out. A few other things - no live plants, no cut flowers, no decorative fake flowers, no citrus can cross the border. So on I go through ND and MN and due to a coworkers ingenius idea I have borrowed the GPS and I'm on the search in the land of 10,000 lakes for one nice peaceful campsite. Well after a tour of about 5000 of those lakes I cannot find a campsite that isn't overun with RV's and accepts late night arrivals...so back on the road after a quick 2 hour detour on gravel roads in the middle of freakin' nowhere. I'm sure it was lovely but it was pitch black and I had been on the road for close to 15 hours and have only driven about 500 miles of my trip. Not to mention I was already a day behind. So I find a hotel...I won't mention the name for fear of being sued as my stay there didn't not turn out as planned. But I checked into a room - chatted with the nice front desk lady. And before putting any bags down I made a check of mattress and sheets for any bed bug evidence. If you haven't heard about my bed bug experience upon arriving in Regina - well go back a few entries in the travel blog and catch up. But the coast seemed clear and soon there were sugar faires dancing in my head.
On the road again, I was suppose to leave Regina on Saturday but after a late night on Friday and still the Jeep to pack and house to clean I didn't end up leaving Regina until Sunday morning. Finally got on the road about 7:30am and made it to the border roughly at 9:30am. With a quick stop at the duty free for some final Canadian memorabila (like I needed anymore, see picture of the gifts my friends at the Regina office sent me away with). I headed to the US border thinking they would so love to have me back in the U S of A. WRONG. The Canadian border was so welcoming, well except for the snow. Today was a lovely sunny day and I was told to pull into the garage. Now let me back up just a moment to tell you how just very packed the Jeep was. I had fit almost everything minus a few hangers and oh yeah winter scarfs and boots into my Jeep. Very strategically packed I might add. So I pulled in and about 5 or 6 US border officials looked at the Jeep like "where do we begin". So I cooperate and then they start looking at everything - they put me in a room so I can't watch - probably because they are trying on my underwear or something