The "tough" US Border Police
Estoy in Vancouver. Stolen desde Manila. I like the cold after so hot but I'm starting to feel a prisoner. I can not leave because I sent Atrevida, my bike, by boat and take a few days to arrive. I entertain myself by writing, by exercising and preparing the trip to Alaska. I relive in some routine. Although today I did something different. Today was a day of sightseeing. Today I went to the United States. Although it was probably the shortest trip to United States History. Seen and not seen.
I think I will have circulated that immense country over 500 meters. Well, a mile if we turn from the first change of direction after leaving the border. In time, pulling at high, no more than five minutes. And not, not that I have come a sudden loathing for the American nation, better known as The Empire. Not, I have gone so fast because I had nothing to do there except for one thing. Enter. That is no small task.
Discounting Israel, do not think there nation more types scattered around the world wanting to hit it hard
The United States of America is one of the most rigorously countries border the planet. Do not trust anyone, and means. Discounting Israel, do not think there nation more types scattered around the world wanting to hit it hard. So enter Champion poultry freedom has its one and a dot dictatorial. And it can go wrong. I know from other motoviajeros. It is not unusual pretending a land border crossing, either Canada or Mexico, the rejection without appeal.
I guess the 95% Europeans entering the United States do so by plane. At airports are used to quickly dispatch these special citizens do not need visas but if an electronic authorization is obtained by a process called THIS. If relleno Internet, paid 14 credit card dollars, and approve you fast. But that is designed for airports. In the ESTA include lockers flight number and airline and is mandatory fill.
What might happen if one is presented in a land border with a brand THIS? Anyone who has traveled to America knows how punctilious may be wondering about your true intentions. A strict or inexperienced officers could put many drawbacks to anything that is out of the ordinary. But if you get to the customs officer will submit a green slip, during his three months of validity can come and go for any U.S. land border like he owned the place.
The office of Washington is about 60 kilometers of Vancouver; Alaska the approximately 2000. If for whatever reason in Alaska told me that odd, would be well fucked. If they did Washington, had other resources at hand and above all time to solve the problem. So the reason for my brief trip was clear. A pull Washington to get the green card and once with it, to Alaska with complete peace.
The day is not accompanied. Cold and rainy. That curtain persistent rain but not torrential northern climates. A pain in the ass to ride a motorcycle
The day is not accompanied. Cold and rainy. That curtain persistent rain but not torrential northern climates. A pain in the ass to ride a motorcycle. Fortunately, Kelly Anderson, Vancouver director Motorrad dealer, I have provided some equipment to survive while mine comes with the bike. A jacket and trousers. They are good. Lightweight and waterproof although I come rather large; are designed for Canadians. With that and the RT 1200 press as a unit has left me BMW Canada thanks to the efforts of BMW Motorrad Spain, was ready to sail the sea of highways and bridges that allow the flight of Vancouver.
The GPS as I have already loaded with maps of North America (I sent them promptly David (Brainwood) Serrano. I've attached to the bike and there you go tape. Fog and moist not help enjoy. Prudence mastodon meantime much displacement, although that Canadians, who feel better intellectually and morally feel superior to Americans, abuse is certainly not much of the twelve cylinders. With "only" eight saves more and better the planet.
The bike is a fable. Soft, manageable, a gem with the typical boxer heart that we love so much to lovers of the brand. The road is good and move fast. Posters are announcing the delay at the border. Of 10 a 20 minutes. It will seem like forever! What a contrast to other borders where time is something that does not exist. Those which can take a day of paperwork passing them. When I get to the edge, no output since Canada. A queue of cars not too long and came to where the tree. It is friendly, asks some questions, gives me an orange card and sends me to the building. There's a longer tail pedestrians. They are the guys like me. Those who are not Canadian, those who can not acquire a document, la Tarjeta Nexus, that enables them to easily cross.
Those who are here are the ones we need a particular examination. Hindu, some European, few very westernized Arabs ... the chusmilla, we. And front, them, the gods. Border Police officers. Blue Uniformed combat, pants with pockets, waders, black harness and a full arsenal hanging, that if a pistol, this is a linterna, that if a club, that if the shipper, that if the wives ... and everything to be sitting in front of a screen.
Immediately had to mister-handle-hair-of-brush-45-magum asking please put it away in the pocket
Yes, the parrot are. My Contour HD camera has been detected zero point two milliseconds after entering the sacred home of the Homeland Security. And that my precious artifact often goes largely unnoticed if it is glued to the hull. But immediately had to mister-handle-hair-of-brush-45-magum asking please put it away in the pocket, that to do so for the good I would be very grateful. I have also given thanks for not being reduced electric shock as I sprayed his eyes with pepper spray and a German shepherd sharp teeth tore at my low paid, and two large sizes, pants driver.
A long time to wait after a guy called me bald and less athletic. Law enforcement in most of the planet, and USA is not an exception but perhaps this model, are usually divided into two biotypes: Cache martial attitudes Fondón the donut. And this was the donuteros. Delivered passport, start looking at the seals of all these countries rioters. This is an Indonesia, that if a Sudan, that if a Malaysia, up Jordan or Syria. Let, normal in these cases that a guy with helmet and goatee wish to enter from Canada with a Spanish passport and a motorcycle registration Ontario.
- And you who have come here, if I may ask?
-Well, you see, Mr. Constable, me is that I turn around the world by motorcycle, ¿sabusté?
And the guy come to look at the passport. And come spend the eyes by the seal of Syria.
- On that bike that is out there?
-No, sabusté, is that the bike is Canadian, good, is German, it BMW, RT, very good, eh, but enrollment is from Canada, verily Ontario.
- But who the motorbike?
- The bike says? Uy, the bike is BMW.
-I do not ask the brand, but the owner. Is it yours?
- Mine says? Quiá, What will be mine, if RT 1200! I'm going with BMW Motorrad Canada, I have Dejao the being of the press.
The guy left his passport on the table and stares at me with his blue eyes whip.
- Do you work for BMW?
-Something, yes, I turn around the world by motorcycle, and a BMW that you like, because I make some great pictures Bonica, ¿sabusté?
- Have you read the information about this activity in the United States?
- What activity?
-Journalism. You have to declare it and get a work permit, if paga BMW ...
- You ¡la osa! But what does this gachó? What I va payable BMW? I make pictures because I want, because they are very Bonica. Want to teach some of which I do with the ipone? With my remaining fistrogram most apparent, and with bright colors and that.
-You can sit there for a few minutes, please.
What secrets will not have our fabulous compiled this Leviathan? Impossible deceive their many security and intelligence agencies
go where I pointed. It was the same place where he had been waiting for ten minutes before getting to talk to him. I returned to the starting square. The guy said my information and called to a colleague. You have coconut Rubia y Madura. Together they sat in front of the computer screen while they passed my suspect passport. Ora was examining him and she looked at the screen, ora papers were changed. Very occasionally raised their view in my direction, and there I was, watching them them, panting like a hungry pooch bread and honey, thinking that this type giant electronic superbrain Hal 9000, the crazy ordenata 2001 Space Odyssey, would be all the information about me and my family for three generations. What secrets will not have our fabulous compiled this Leviathan? Impossible deceive their many security and intelligence agencies-
And the minutes passed. And my concern grew as I wondered why the hell had not caught a plane like everyone else does. But, I was there with my passport with more stamps rare philatelic house a geek, Canadian with a bike I had not authorized BMW out of the country, in borrowed clothes and two sizes too big, empty suitcases and four video cameras and. Fuck, the truth is that it was darn suspicious. This was not going to be okay. I could forget about Alaska. Then I made a gesture. I approached solicitous and servile. Donut man smiled and asked me to put my ten fingers on the scanner, although requested to do so by order, first one hand and then the other and not all at truño.
The fellow sitting next to me said he was looking forward to going to Spain on holiday, but not to go to the beach but to Sevilla, to live life in the neighborhoods and enjoy the architecture
While I let a yellow light caress my fingertips, guy asked him how long he thought being in the country. Su tone was entirely cordial. The fellow sitting next to me said he was looking forward to going to Spain on holiday, but not to go to the beach but to Sevilla, to live life in the neighborhoods and enjoy the architecture. Surprised by his sudden kindness, I wondered what the hell had told me that big brother on national security. In what mysterious and infallible source had deduced that I was not the pro-Syrian dangerous terrorist all appearances indicated.
When I bent down to pick up my passport with the coveted green card, forced the gesture enough to see from the corner of his eyes a corner of the flat screen that had been so caught. Fue just average second, but discovered they had opened a page on youtube without sound and saw a video of a guy who calls himself Big Monkey. Or so I read in horrible overlay subtitles.
