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Coming back to the US was always the worst for me. In the east it was always the last leg of a long traveling leg in Europe and the agents were never sympathetic. I usually left from CDG and the exit interviews there were polite, if a bit intimidating. Agents at Cincinnati, Atlanta, and Detroit were consistently aggressive and belligerent. I was welcomed to other countries, but never got a welcome home.
Coming back from Canada through Detroit the US agent saw the wire for my radar detector hanging from the visor. It was like she had discovered some major terrorist infiltration plot. It only got worse after they rooted through my car and didn’t find a radar detector. “If this is for a radar detector, why don’t you have a radar detector?”
“Um, because they are illegal in Canada and I didn’t want it to be confiscated.”
They let me go without taking anything, but warned me that radar detectors are illegal in Michigan. ??? I didn’t have a radar detector, (as they well knew after ransacking my car), and radar detectors weren’t illegal in Michigan. It was as if they felt obligated to give me a ration of crap, because, you know, welcome home.
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