Crossing a border is always an adventure. The fact that it's the Quebec/US border at Maine doesn't lessen the excitement. We wait for a barrier to lift allowing us to meet face to face with the customs officer. Above and to the right of this barrier is a red sign that says "Arret!". Another just below says "Stop!" The barrier finally lifts and we drive to the booth where the customs officer is waiting for us. He's wearing a bullet-proof vest.
"Where are you coming from?" he asks my wife, staring at his computer screen.
"What were you doing there?"
"Is this your automobile?"
"Please show me your rental agreement."
Finally, "Where are you going?"
"Maine!" she says with confidence.
He looks directly at her.
"Congratulations" he says, "You made it."
