Like a hamster in a wheel

I spent most of today running between government offices. Wow, it’s amazing what hoops we must jump through to get papers and forms…

Why? A brother priest did not have the right immigration document. So first, we had to go to the Canada/US border, try to enter the USA, be refused, re-enter Canada, and get the paper. This is apparently a fairly standard procedure called the “Buffalo shuffle” — border guards on both sides were aware of the process. Hats off the the Americans, I might add: they were courteous and efficient, exactly what we needed.

Then, upon making it back to Montreal, we ran between different federal and provincial departments to try and get other papers — social insurance number, health insurance card, and so forth. It took the whole day, but at last (almost) everything is in place.