Another Border Kaffuffle

Poor Nikki---

On her way to Grand Rapids yesterday to watch Tim run his opening indoor one-mile, Nikki and her dad, Bill, needed to cross the border, of course, to drop Nikki at the Subaru, now living a lonely life in Port Huron. Bill inadvertently said something about "marriage", and that was when the trouble started. Many questions followed, and finally a declaration that Bill and Nikki would need to park and be interviewed inside. Complying, they found a LARGE line of folks who apparently also needed interviews. They waited in line for more than 2 hours. Then, they were interviewed for about 15 minutes. The good news is, their Alien Fiancee Visa Application now appears in the official computer data, and that confirmed that they were not trying to "sneak" Nikki in to marry her off to an American... and it's nice to know the visa application is moving along. But really... how large is our problem with seditious Dutch-Canadians sneaking into the US?

She eventually did make it to the subaru, and to Grand Rapids, with about 10 minutes to spare before Tim ran his mile. (The race, btw, went well- he ran almost exactly the time he ran last year, prior to his femur fracture: 4:23, and finished 4th). And Bill learned a valuable lesson about not getting too chatty with the border guards who have the power...