- Feb 8, 2012
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- 28 April 2012 rcvd 2 May 2012
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- Issued: 14/01/2013 Rcvd: 24/01/2013
Hi everyone
Just wanted to share my landing experience with you all. Most of you who landed before me shared your experiences and for the most part, they sounded like great, positive experiences. Mine was not so much fun.
We left Newfoundland in our U-Haul to make our move to Toronto. On the way, we veered off the highway and went to the border to flagpole. This was Valentines Day and we thought my landing would be a perfect way to celebrate it. Before we entered the USA, I asked the Canadian officer whether I should walk over or drive. I didn't want the USA officers to give us crap about our belongings because it was packed in, tied up and we didn't want it moved around. He told me there would be no problem and that to just drive through.
When we drove through, I told them we didn't want to enter the USA and that we were there to just flagpole. The man who was "taking care" of us was rude and arrogant. He took the keys to our U-Haul and made us sit down and wait.
20 minutes later, another officer came back to us and said "where's the keys to the back of the truck because I really don't feel like breaking it". We told him that we could get it for him and he said no. He told us to tell him where it was and that he would get it so we told him to look in the cup holder.
He came back after another 10 minutes or so. After an hour of waiting in total, the man gave me the relevant papers and told us to proceed through to Canada. When I went in the vehicle, everything had been gone through including my phone and my personal journal.
I find it disgusting that they're able to search your vehicle without you present. They could have planted anything in there. Not only that, but what was the point in checking our truck when we were not even going into the USA?
When we came back through to the Canadian side, we had another jerk officer. He asked why we were here and I explained our situation. He took everything from my hands and asked me what address I wanted my card to be sent to. I told him while he wrote it down. He never read it back to me or asked to check if it was correct. He left and was gone for over 20 minutes. He then came back and nodded his head which was his way of asking us to follow him. He talked to another officer and said "do these guys need to be searched?" I told him our vehicle was already searched but that we had not been into the USA anyway. He gave me my papers and said "ok, that's it".
I asked him what I needed to do next in terms of getting a social insurance number and so on and he replied by walking away. He reached over and grabbed a piece of paper that says "Welcome to Canada" - which by the way, this version that he gave me was ancient, useless and had all kinds of errors on it. It didn't tell me what I needed to know.
We left.
That was it. I became Canadian.
Of course, I am pleased that I have finally landed and that this ordeal is over with and that we can now move forward. However, I am very disappointed that my landing was a miserable experience. I am peeved at the officers for making what was supposed to be a very special day so tedious and trying. I understand they have a job to do but there is never any need to be a complete arsehole.
Just wanted to share my landing experience with you all. Most of you who landed before me shared your experiences and for the most part, they sounded like great, positive experiences. Mine was not so much fun.
We left Newfoundland in our U-Haul to make our move to Toronto. On the way, we veered off the highway and went to the border to flagpole. This was Valentines Day and we thought my landing would be a perfect way to celebrate it. Before we entered the USA, I asked the Canadian officer whether I should walk over or drive. I didn't want the USA officers to give us crap about our belongings because it was packed in, tied up and we didn't want it moved around. He told me there would be no problem and that to just drive through.
When we drove through, I told them we didn't want to enter the USA and that we were there to just flagpole. The man who was "taking care" of us was rude and arrogant. He took the keys to our U-Haul and made us sit down and wait.
20 minutes later, another officer came back to us and said "where's the keys to the back of the truck because I really don't feel like breaking it". We told him that we could get it for him and he said no. He told us to tell him where it was and that he would get it so we told him to look in the cup holder.
He came back after another 10 minutes or so. After an hour of waiting in total, the man gave me the relevant papers and told us to proceed through to Canada. When I went in the vehicle, everything had been gone through including my phone and my personal journal.
I find it disgusting that they're able to search your vehicle without you present. They could have planted anything in there. Not only that, but what was the point in checking our truck when we were not even going into the USA?
When we came back through to the Canadian side, we had another jerk officer. He asked why we were here and I explained our situation. He took everything from my hands and asked me what address I wanted my card to be sent to. I told him while he wrote it down. He never read it back to me or asked to check if it was correct. He left and was gone for over 20 minutes. He then came back and nodded his head which was his way of asking us to follow him. He talked to another officer and said "do these guys need to be searched?" I told him our vehicle was already searched but that we had not been into the USA anyway. He gave me my papers and said "ok, that's it".
I asked him what I needed to do next in terms of getting a social insurance number and so on and he replied by walking away. He reached over and grabbed a piece of paper that says "Welcome to Canada" - which by the way, this version that he gave me was ancient, useless and had all kinds of errors on it. It didn't tell me what I needed to know.
We left.
That was it. I became Canadian.
Of course, I am pleased that I have finally landed and that this ordeal is over with and that we can now move forward. However, I am very disappointed that my landing was a miserable experience. I am peeved at the officers for making what was supposed to be a very special day so tedious and trying. I understand they have a job to do but there is never any need to be a complete arsehole.