International Bridge Crossing

 Yesterday morning we drove over Sault Saint Marie International bridge to reenter the United States. We pulled up in the car lane at Customs.

Border Guard (BG): Whazzup?

Offspring #2 (O2): We are traveling home.

BG: Where is home?

O2: We live in Minnesota.

BG: Where have you been?

O2: We went camping in Nova Scotia, New Brunswick, Quebec and Ontario. We have a dog in the back seat.

BG: Please lower your rear window. (BG looks at dog who looks back).

BG: Did you bring back any goods from Canada?

O2: No.

BG: Any alcohol, drugs, weapons?

O2: No

BG: Any eggs, chicken or oranges?

O2: No

BG: Are you two related?

O2: She is my Mom.

BG: (handing over id) Have a safe trip.

O2: Thank you!

As we drive away in upper Michigan, enjoying the speed limit signs without having to convert from kph, we wonder why he questioned eggs, chicken and oranges. We heard no questions about milk, beef nor apples. Did he name three food items at random or is the United States specifically concerned with eggs, chicken and oranges? In any case, this was my fourth trip to Canada and the easiest border crossings I have ever experienced.