I'm sitting underneath the Ambassador Bridge which links Detroit, USA to Windsor, Ontario. The trucks flowing over in a steady stream are hitting a steel plate a joint in the highway ....chunk...chunk .......KERCHUNK. You can tell the heavy trucks because that third axle - the trailer axle - really slams when it crosses.
I had a great plan. Cross over at 4 am - while most folks are still sleeping. Be at the delivery - which is only 10 miles (16 kilometers for you Canucks) from the border by 6 am when they open. And then back to Detroit where I have a hot-shot load waiting to go to Canton, OH for delivery today - only 200 miles. Easy.
Too easy. Canada customs was not satisfied with the paperwork I had. The people with the answers are still sleeping at 4:30. So I'm sitting. Waiting. Not one of my virtues.
The good news is, I now have the information necessary to proceed but it takes an hour for the paperwork to process. In this age of instant communication, I'm waiting for someone to "walk" the forms to the right place. Whatever.
chunk...chunk.............KERCHUNK!
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