darlings
we got stopped at a US border control CHECKPOINT this evening!
sadly they didn’t want to see our green card – they just stopped Certain Cars and “ran the plates”* as they say in America
*for our British chums, that would be “As per Protocol, we called Scotland Yard and asked for Sergeant Smith to check the list of stolen vehicles from the blue folder in the last-but-one-filing-cabinet, Sir”)
we weren’t even (that) near the Border (to Mexico).
but they were definitely looking for someone else who sadly wasn’t as far along in the immigration process as we now are – being of the status of a Permanent Resident Alien (minus the Extra Terrestrial connotations).
but it’s true we did drive almost 200km in-that-direction as who-we-are-in-RL was doing some Digital Consulting.
and we’re having breakfast with friends at some terribly early hour in east L.A tomorrow so we had to drive back.
the distinct plus side was that we got to see the Ocean when we arrived this morning (slightly bleary eyed and in need of a lot of caffeine it has to be said)
as well as just as the sun was about-to-set)
l’heure bleu vraiment.
and now we must s l e e p.
sweet dreams on your side of the world (or a perky cup of tea if it’s that time of the morning already where you Are).
*winningsmiletocamera3*
I’m sure you have more sea than we do, even though we are an island!
the Pacific Ocean is indeed vast!
and w o n d e r f u l
but so is the English Channel – we miss the ferry from Newhaven to Dieppe with that sense of thrilling-ness at the imminent arrival in France circa 1977 ;-)
Isn’t it a nice feeling when you’re stopped by the authorities and you know for certain there are no warrants for your arrest, you are definitely not intoxicated or carrying controlled substances on your person, and all of your paperwork, credentials, licenses and registrations are valid and up to date? I love that. XXXXX
it was probably the first time ever actually.
and so Very Special.
I always was fascinated by the German Shepherds at the border, and how they and their handlers would swiftly walk through the cars sniffing at cars…
Obviously I haven’t had my coffee, and must immediately move my undercarriage to the kitchen ;-)
completely with you there – of course the Alsatians (what the Brits call German Shepherds as you probably recall ;-) are very Fierce and nothing like a black labrador who would sort of shrug at the third car and look for a sofa to sigh onto.
Fabulous blue shots. Sleep well!
we are most rested now (we snuck in a small post prandial nap too – it helped)
thank you!
Beautiful blues. Here, at this time of the year, we are stopped and breathalyzed by the police in the booze bus http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:New_Zealand_Police_Booze_Bus_-_Flickr_-_111_Emergency_%285%29.jpg
subtle shades on the truck ;-)
love the little sign on the ground just in case you don’t get what it-is-all-about…
Indeed, but , if one is truly inebriated, would one be able to read it?