Then Conquer We Must, When Our Cause It Is Just.
Trip Start
Jul 16, 2009
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Trip End
Feb 10, 2010
Having returned to the relative calm of Canada just over a week ago, I've had time to reflect on my 2 and a half month adventure round the US. I had ups and downs. There were tears of laughter and tears of joy. There was sunny weather and snowy weather. I met fat people and I met fatter people, been introduced to family, made new friends. I've been north and south, travelled east and west, and throughout it all, one thought was never far from my mind. America is bloody massive.
My last act in the states was to have one last run in with customs. Just for old times sake. I was held at the border in Detroit for about 2 hours and asked all sorts of questions and made to feel bad on no less than 6 occasions. At one point, one of the guards, after asking if I had ever been in trouble with the police before, said to me, "You better not lie to me. I'm gonna check, and if you do do lie, it's gonna end badly for you." Luckily for me, I didn't lie, I've been raised proper, and so the ending was a relatively happy one, although it did mean that I was a bit hungry by the time it was over. I also noted that, having to sit down for so long, made me a bit of a fidgety Philip. Anyway, a new visa and $6 later and I was on my way north to Toronto.
The last week or so has been spent in Aurora, at my brother's place. He didn't seem massively enthused to see me but I'm sure he was just trying to hide his emotions. I've had a few nights out in downtown Toronto, which is always fun and hangover inducing, and am now on the countdown to my flight to Sydney, via LA, where I expect that my love/hate relationship with customs will spark to life again.
So, America is done for this trip and I thought I'd finish this leg with something that was on a major news show while I was there which I think sums up the place quite well...
It was a news item about an attempt on the record for eating meatballs. The reporter at the scene passed back to the anchor in the studio, at which point, he said, "Wow, impressive. 50 meatballs in 10 minutes. That's about 6 meatballs a minute."
Thought of the Day
You take the venom out of a cobra and what have you got left? A belt.
For reference
You put red wine and a white t-shirt in a fight, the wine's gonna win.
My last act in the states was to have one last run in with customs. Just for old times sake. I was held at the border in Detroit for about 2 hours and asked all sorts of questions and made to feel bad on no less than 6 occasions. At one point, one of the guards, after asking if I had ever been in trouble with the police before, said to me, "You better not lie to me. I'm gonna check, and if you do do lie, it's gonna end badly for you." Luckily for me, I didn't lie, I've been raised proper, and so the ending was a relatively happy one, although it did mean that I was a bit hungry by the time it was over. I also noted that, having to sit down for so long, made me a bit of a fidgety Philip. Anyway, a new visa and $6 later and I was on my way north to Toronto.
The last week or so has been spent in Aurora, at my brother's place. He didn't seem massively enthused to see me but I'm sure he was just trying to hide his emotions. I've had a few nights out in downtown Toronto, which is always fun and hangover inducing, and am now on the countdown to my flight to Sydney, via LA, where I expect that my love/hate relationship with customs will spark to life again.
So, America is done for this trip and I thought I'd finish this leg with something that was on a major news show while I was there which I think sums up the place quite well...
It was a news item about an attempt on the record for eating meatballs. The reporter at the scene passed back to the anchor in the studio, at which point, he said, "Wow, impressive. 50 meatballs in 10 minutes. That's about 6 meatballs a minute."
Thought of the Day
You take the venom out of a cobra and what have you got left? A belt.
For reference
You put red wine and a white t-shirt in a fight, the wine's gonna win.


Comments
The other thought that, apparently, wasn't even in your mind is that Canada is even more massiv-er than America. A real adventurer would have attempted that instead.