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Comment Re:Standard (Score 1) 719

When I went through Pearson International in Toronto in 1996, I was sent to Immigration Canada by the customs chap. I was questioned as to the reasons why I was coming to Canada (business and pleasure), who was I working with (IBM Steeles) and how long I planned to stay (one week).

Didn't seem at all unreasonable and it only took the Immigration Canada rep about three minutes to wish me a happy time in Toronto and go back to the queue to the chap working customs.

The blighter right in front of me wasn't quite as lucky...he had a big footlocker and of course, the customs chap was awfully interested in the contents. The idiot tried to BS his way round what he was carrying and when the thing was popped open, it wasn't surprising to find well more than the legal limit of booze and cigarettes he'd gotten in the US. Had he been honest about it when he was caught out, he'd probably have gotten off with a misdemeanour and confiscation. As it was, he got hauled away in irons. Interesting thing to see when visiting Canada for the first time but I have to say that the visit itself was fantastic.

And if you ever find yourself in downtown Toronto, I highly recommend the restaurant "Canoe" on the 54th floor of the Toronto Dominion Centre! :)

SunFox

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