My recent self-inflicted passport woes reminded me of a worst-case, nightmare scenario I had the pleasure of living through at the Canada-USA border. Being unorganized, and getting old is a bitch, isn't it? At least I am resourceful enough to live through these stories in order to tell them to Spaceship Earth. I call it: #OhCanada - My Border Crossing. Aiight, it was the mid '90s so travel and border crossings were easier than today. I had just started working at the newly formed AAA Washington Express Travel Call Center (Carter Mears) after graduating from Edmond Community College with AA in Liberal Arts AND a Certificate in Travel and Tourism (Gretchen Maliska) My live-in girlfriend was a tall drink of water, which clinched my thirst on the daily. You see, she was an aspiring model, young, fun, yet plagued with back problems with her height of 6 feet. Her prescription pain medicine was so strong it was narcotics based. #TallDrinkofWater had shared with me in passing t...
My observations and thoughts while being a passenger on Spaceship Earth