Customs Sucks

- Traveling alone? Check.
- Female? Check.
- One way ticket? Check.
- Been out of the country for over 9 months? Check.
- Traveling light? Check.
- Under 21? Check.

Apparently I was a perfect candidate for the lovely officers at the Canadian Customs in Toronto. I got pulled in to the little room in the back you never want to go in to, my bag was torn apart and every item laid out on the floor. A sniff dog came through. I was strip-searched. I was interrogated. And after what felt like hours (thank god my connection wasn’t until the next morning) I was told I was clean and let through.

I hate customs.