PS

I meant to write a lot about the trip to India and all that transpired there but now its been too long and probably the details are getting fuzzy to make any good reporting. But there is a point of note though. 

On my way to India, as reported, I had some encounters with the CBSA here in Toronto. While on the last leg on the way back here, there was this jerk of a guy who I could easily figure had a great time being an asshole. He stashed away with this briefcase his jacket into the overhead cabin above his seat. An air hostess who was trying to accomodate another passenger's baggage moved his coat to the next cabin. I could see by then that the jerk was already hyperventilating since his coat was 2 feet farther away than he could live with. As soon as the flight was airborne he rang for an attendant and requested that his coat be moved back to his overhead cabin and the displeasure and "inconvenience" the other lady had caused him thus setting the submissive attendant into a tirade of apology. Tch tch.

Well after we landed in Pearson, at the mouth of the aerobridge were again the dearest CBSA. Funny this time though, they checked my papers and wished me a great day as i walked off while the jerk was held back. Just as side, he was white. You know when you get taken aside at airports like that, the passers-by have an annoying look they toss you. That was what probably ticked him off. He started giving the agents some attitude with the usual I am a citizen and i have rights crap. They didnt buy it and as I vanished on the escalator I could help the smirk that was starting. What you do comes back to you.