crossed the border fairly easily. had the van searched, sat in customs for a few minutes while they verified our show, and watched the kilometers on the speedometer for the first time. played in the middle of the day (weird) in a big theater (weird) to some kids who didn't say a word to me afterwards (weird). i thought they hated us, but apparently i was the only one they didn't talk to. hmm. we drove back into Buffalo where we got harassed by the US border officer, and drove away with rattled nerves to meet the Tobias family for dinner. we were supposed to have two more Canadian shows, but we were denied the second time we tried to enter. it's a complicated story, involving work permits, taxes, band equipment, and nerves, but everyone was incredibly nice, and gave us advice for next time. defeated, we went to jeff's sister's house and played Rock Band all night.
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