Archive for the Category ◊ Expat Life ◊
It’s hard to believe I was in New York only the weekend before. I finished packing up a three-bedroom house, squeezed it into a 17-foot U-Haul and moved it to a one-bedroom apartment in Toronto a few days after that. After waiting out a snowstorm. Welcome to my bizarre world. more…
Taken yesterday in front of the 9/11 Memorial on Staten Island. My face is frozen solid here, as the winds are ABSOLUTELY GLACIAL.
Like my hair, things are a bit wild at the moment. Arrived back from New York near midnight, and have been running around today with phone in hand. In future, if anyone reading this needs advice on exporting a car from the United States and importing it into Canada, I would be glad to give you my two cents. I won’t bore the rest of you to tears with the (many) details, only to mention that I can’t register the car in Canada without a deregistration stamp from the American authorities on the back of the title, and there are all sorts of hoops to jump through before that can take place. It sounds like the two agencies work together, but I can tell you they do not!!
The New York trip was fun with a capital F, but now it’s back to the business at hand: moving. Anyone want to trade lives for a while?
I missed yesterday’s election in Canada, but I’ve been trying to keep up with the happenings through people’s blogs (because I loath advertising that much that I avoid commercial sites for even something as important as political process). I listened to public radio in the car but heard nothing about it there, and if it were mentioned on public television I was too preoccupied with Helma’s cooking last night to think of tuning in. Oh well… if any Canadians (or interested Americans, for that matter) want to break it down for me here or offer an opinion — because I’m out of the loop down here — that’d be swell. (Er, did I just say swell?)
And if anyone privy to my immigration woes is wondering if U.S. Immigration is as arbitrary as I ascribe it to be, I give you the story of a Vancouver native, Darren Barefoot, who was summarily rejected at the border this morning for trying to attend a Microsoft program at the Redmond campus a couple of hours south of Vancouver because they said he needed a WORK PERMIT. And if you think that’s harsh, read to the end of his post, where there’s another example of a Canadian getting rejected at the U.S. border, though in no way summarily (he was detained for hours). When I say there are no guarantees to enter the States, even under benign circumstances, I’m not kidding. Sure, there are people every day who get past the gatekeepers without incident, but it’s still very much a crapshoot. You’d think the next-door neighbours — the U.S.’s largest trading partner — would get preferential treatment? Nope. Even Nexus cardholders have no guarantees.





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