The time I accidentally drove to Canada, eh.
For shame, I used to drive an SUV. One day, I was entrusted by my sister to pick up some free furniture in Detroit and drive it to a less murder-y part of the state.

Not paying attention, I found myself careening towards Canada – I was approaching the Ambassador Bridge, with no way back. I was accidentally driving to Canada! Well, I couldn’t turn around, so I drove to customs, thinking I could just pay the fee, do a U-y in Canada, wave at a moose and a hockey player, then drive home.

Not wishing to admit that I was really quite dim, I said that I was only there to ‘visit’ Canada and some Canadians, maybe eat some maple syrup donuts from Tim Horton’s. I’ll just be a couple of hours, I said, trust me. Sensing the bullshit spewing forth from my maw, the officer pointed at an SUV loaded full of furniture and beckoned me to the side.

My car was searched and I was questioned. Eventually I had to admit my crippling idiocy. They scowled at me and, after deciding not to plant drugs in my SUV, allowed me to pack everything back in as best I could. Which was, of course, badly.

I still had to pay the customs charges for free furniture I was delivering as a favour on what turned into an accidental whistle-stop tour of Canada.
(TheSnark oh, c'mon, like you didn't see me coming, Thu 29 Apr 2010, 10:27, 2 replies)

Ooh I did something similar
as a 19 year old English kid I hired a car in Buffalo (for I was old enough at 19 in Buffalo) and drove up to Niagra falls with the Girlfriend. Took a wrong turn and realised that I was heading right into Canadian customs. There wasn't an exit road so I threw a U-Turn near the turnstiles and sped off.

In my mind they were firing shots at me as I fled.
( Airman Gabber Living life like a 70's BBC presenter, Thu 29 Apr 2010, 10:52, closed)

"Oh, hey!"
"What's that all aboot, eh?"

BLAM BLAM BLAM
(TheSnark oh, c'mon, like you didn't see me coming, Thu 29 Apr 2010, 11:19, closed)