J and I went to NJ the night before our UA flight. When we tried to get our e-ticket printed out before we head to the airport, mine ticket couldn't be printed out. Perhaps because I am a Taiwanese and UA couldn't trust any foreign country. So, I had my ticket printed at the airport and we joyfully made it on our first flight.
The 1st one took us to Chicago. J and I had different second flights. We literally ran between the terminals because there was no airtrain or some sort which transports people to different terminals without getting out from the buildings. We were fast. We managed to run there and still had time to go to the restroom before boarding.
My flight left first. We said a short good bye and I took off from Chicago. My flight looked so old that I was worried if it was gonna fall apart. The flight attendants were really laid-back. Their hair looked like they just woke up. When one of them was announcing safety instruction, she was reading it from a note and still made some mistakes. That was cute. When we got closer to Edmonton, I looked down from the sky. Canada looks like a perfectly pieced together map as in Cilvilization 5 when players have squares of farm worked on.
I landed and I went to the customs officer. He told me that I need a VISA to get into Canada. I told him that since 2011, Taiwanese people can go in Canada as a visitor for a month without VISA. He said, your passport is REPUBLIC OF CHINA, not Taiwan, so, you need a VISA. I was speechless. I told him that I was a Taiwanese as the passport stated inside. He sent me to the immigrant office. There were 2 people before me. I overheard their conversation a bit and found out that they both had some kind of criminal record in Canada before and that was why they were there getting extra Q&A time. At the end, they both got in Canada OK. The lady who was in charge of my case was very sweet. She said, Taiwanese people don't need a VISA and she is gonna let me in. The guy who told me that I need the VISA went into the office and started a very long discussion about me having a Chinese or Taiwanese passport. He said the real Taiwanese Passport has Taiwan printed on the cover. However, mine was quite old and it didn't have the words. (I guess when I had my last passport applied, our government may still have the fantasy about taking back China again.) I told them to check when the new passport started, and it was unfortunately the same year I got mine. (I may have got it slightly too soon then the current Taiwanese.) So, I told them to call Taiwanese organization in Canada and they finally let me in.
After I got in, I treated myself a hotdog. I went to the bookstore upstairs to get a map of Alberta and came down to the meeting place J and I picked from the map of Edmonton airport. In not for too long, J appeared and we went to pick up our car. It was a pretty new Chevy.
