Adventures in Immigration

As I get older, I get less anal, which can be a good thing. It can also be a bad thing. Earlier this week I finally got off my butt and called the only fingerprinting service in downtown Toronto. I asked about making an appointment (it's a walk-in service), I asked about costs (twenty dollars plus GST), and I was told how to get there. I never even thought about asking if ID was required and, of course, it was. And me without my passport. Back again Monday with passport and driver's license. I'll land here in Canada someday...