I had to make 2 trips to Guelph, ON last summer. (mom was going on a girls trip with some of her HS class mates, the Nearest one lives in Guelph, one trip up to drop her off, return 10 days later to pick her up)
Heard too many horror stories about the traffic, and...firm tendencies...shall we say at the ambassador Bridge, and i'd never driven a tunnel before(flat land northern ohio), so on the way up we Took the Tunnel. getting into Canada is a Breeze. the only thing that stood out is, when the guard asked why we were coming into Canada.:
So what's the Purpose of your Visit?
- I'm Taking Mom to visit an old school friend in Guelph.
Oh, you went to School in Canada mam?
-no, Boarding School in India...My Parents were Missionaries.
Oh, well have a nice Visit! Good Day.
on the way back home the next day, I took the 403? up to Sarnia, and Crossed @ the Blue Water Bridge, as that's the one dad Dad liked best when they used to go Rice lake.
I don't know if I Looked Shifty ( bladder Bursting, and Car Running on Fumes) but I got the 3rd Degree on the "anything to declare" question.
mom had purchased some Indian Groceries for me to bring home, and I guess I wasn't describing what i had well enough(I wasn't 100% on what i had anyway)...eventually she just had me pop the trunk so she could see for herself. after a minute, she closed the trunk and told me i was good to go.
on the next trip up, took the Tunnel both times, no real dramas. the US guy on the way back in asked some rather odd questions....
there was the "and does this vehicle belong to one of you?"
"Are you Two Related?" - yes, she's My Mother (we look alike, same last name, and same home address on both passports...)
the "You'll have to speak up, I've been to too many concerts"
All this AFTER we waited at the Empty booth(the OPEN light was on) for a couple minutes before he walked out of the nearby building and shouting at his buddy in the next booth over that he was over in the casino...