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| Nothing says I love you like a cruise to a country that wont allow you... |
Where do I start?.... My luggage was found... Get this, the guy checking us in at DFW tells me he's not gonna charge me for my bag because it's my birthday. Remember, you get what you pay for. Boston blamed Milwaukee, which minded me none, I just wanted my bag. Evidently my bag went back to Milwaukee from Boston, then back to Boston. The airline had a shuttle deliver it at the last moment, enabling us to make it to the cruise ship on time.
This was our "crash pad" for seven days/nights decorated all out for my birthday. Thanks babe, I love you!
Here is a beautiful view of Halifax, Nova Scotia as the sun is beginning to set.
My view for seven days on a smoke break.
Theodore the adorable little tour boat.
Greeted by customs in Canada...Long story.
If you have ever recieved a card as this I suggest that you get written permission to enter Canada!
You would had thought I was this guy the way I was treated!
Nothing like a 30 minute chat with Canada's finest!
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