It used to be such a nice country...
I tried to get into Canada today to speak to the Innovative Farmers Association of Ontario. I remembered to bring my passport. But when I got to the border dude the conversation went something like this:
Why are you coming to Canada?
To speak at a meeting in London.
What kind of meeting?
About the boom in grain farming and what it might mean for the future?
Are you being paid?
How much are you being paid?
(Closes the window)
Take this ticket and go talk to immigration (gives directions)
In the immigration office:
Why are you speaking to Canadian farmers?
They invited me. They watch US Farm Report and read my blog, I think.
Take a seat, we'll call you after some checking.
(About 5 minutes later)
You can go. Give this paper to the officer at your car.
Weird, no? According to my hosts, the Canadian government doesn't want "furriners" coming into do jobs Canadians could be doing.
Their suggested "right answer": I'm going to look at a planter.
No, I'm not making this up.