[nraynaud]

Frankly, there is this nice guy in Toronto (a CBP agent at a pre-check thing), he scares me. He's always been nice (I mean chatting and stuff, recognizing me, trying to speak French, etc.), but I'm always afraid that I might give the wrong answer to a joke or something and hell would break lose. Maybe the probability is lower because he's also a foreigner there, but once is enough to change your life. I can't help but think about the Zone Libre checkpoints when I cross the US border.