I had some time to wait around so I read some of my book, I would have watched a film but I couldn't be bothered to get my laptop out and sort it out.
When the bus arrived and it was time to board, there were some problems, obviously we going from USA to Canada so everybody needed passports, I had mine and the driver checked it and said it was fine. This woman with a child had a problem, the woman had a passport but the child didn't, she had said that somebody told her she didn't need a passport but a birth certificate or something like that, but the driver said she wasn't allowed on if she couldn't show a passport for the child. Unfortunately for her she didn't have anything else so she wasn't allowed on the bus. She was losing her mind, crying and all sorts, I sort of felt sorry for her and I knew what she must have felt like after my Barbados incident. We were all on the bus now, apart from the woman and child so the driver set off, I went to sleep and when I woke up I would be in Canada at the border having to go through customs. Customs didn't take long at all and after I fell asleep again and didn't wake up until we had pulled up to the bus terminal in Montreal.