I have fond memories in high school of hi-jacking my circle of friends and crossing the border to Canada where the drinking age is 19. We didn’t go to drink though, we went to eat dim sum at Wah Court.
I dragged a paranoid Ji-Hye across the border with every personal identification document in hand, into a foreign country where our iphone service- namely our GPS/Restaurant searching capabilities were halted at the Ambassador Bridge. Yeah, we kind of forgot about that, and didn’t bring good old-fashioned paper maps or pre-map-quested out directions. We pretty much winged it after the bridge.