Clearing Customs

We cleared Canadian customs today. I feared giving up oranges, avocados, or whatever the restriction of the day happens to be. 

Two years ago there was a real live agent at the customs point of entry. He told us we couldn't take apples into Canada. Then he made the mistake of admitting that all he really needed was our apple cores. Can we cut the cores out and keep the rest of the apples?  Uhh... Well, ok. So Kay cored the apples and put them in a loaded garbage sack. The agent protested that when he agreed to let us keep the fruit of the apple, he didn't imagine he'd be taking out our garbage. Thankfully he was a good sport about it. 

The last couple of years we've cleared by telephone on a dedicated land-line.  Last year we stopped there in mid-May and the place was deserted. Now that we're in mid August, it was hopping.  All three telephones were in use.