O Canada!

Since my parents were already up here to watch Dallin and Thatcher while Jason and I went to Youth Conference we decided that we would all take the next week off as well and go to Victoria B.C. It was so much fun. We have lived here for 4 years now and this was the first time we had been to Canada. First of all we rented a minivan so we could all ride in the same car together and then we drove up to Anacortes and took a ferry through the San Juan Islands before landing on Vancouver Island.

It was about this time here, while we were driving off the ferry our first 50 feet on Canadian soil, that Jason looked at his passport and said....."Holy Cow! My passport expired 6 months ago!" Now, for all of you thinking that my Jason is a big joke-ster....um no....this was no joke. I was sick. Here we had planned this whole vacation and made alot of reservations and I was thinking they would probably turn us right around on the ferry and send us home. You would think getting into Canada with an expired American passport is tricky but the guy at customs assured us it was A-OK. Just as we all breathed a sign of relief thinking that our trip was going to still be fantastic, Jason asked if it was going to give us trouble getting back into the United States. "Uh, you might have a problem there...." the customs agent said, at which time our hearts all re-constricted and doom sat upon our shoulders.

To be continued.....