Then it was off to customs. I was dreading customs, I always dread customs, because so many times we have problems with customs. Because Chan's last name is not the same as mine questions are asked, and now I was beginning to feel that because we (Chan and I) were travelling with Adrian (another different last name) that we would have more explaining to do. But my worrying was for naught. We were barely questioned and they didn't even ask to see the letter from Chan's dad. The American Custom's agents never do, it's getting back into Canada that seems to pose the problem.
|chan reading his book, schools out and now he reads?!?!|
We met Vanessa and her children at the lake in Newark. We had a great visit then it was back to the Carlos' house, the house right next door to my dad. Three bedroom windows actually open out and look onto my dad's bedroom window. I didn't think about the effect being in that house would have on me now that my dad has passed on, but it was not a fun feeling. After hanging out for a bit we decided to head out to the Carlos Ranch for the evening.