#TravelRant: Dear U.S. Customs in Niagara, WTH???
The iconic Niagara Falls.
Last month, Yahoo Travel editor Jo Piazza and I went for a lovely day trip to Niagara Falls. We flew up on a private plane (sounds posh, right? Don’t worry — it’s affordable), took a bus over to the Canadian side and went wild. We took a ride on the Hornblower Cruise — the Canadian version of the Maid of the Mist — had lunch and went shopping for awesomely tacky souvenirs.
Hanging on the Hornblower.
At 2 p.m. we caught the tour bus to go back to the United States. It had been an awesome day. A great experience, and we were ready to go home. To our country.
Escape to the border.
Sadly, our country wasn’t quite ready for us. As we were in a bus with 10 others, we had to go through the bus lane. We queued up, the last in a line of three other busses. It took over an hour for a customs official to come out and see us (meanwhile, hundreds of cars had zipped through and we counted over 50 people walking over the bridge). At around 3:30 a customs official came out of the building, entered our bus, looked around and said, “Yeah. We’ll call for you soon. Don’t move.” Note: there were no other busses waiting at this time. We were the only ones.
Inside the customs office. Note: No line.