克拉拉移居多伦多已经一年了。我上班之余,闲来无事,想着剩余的假期不用就浪费了,不如去多伦多看她一次,顺便自己解解闷。从芝加哥到多伦多很近,一个多小时就飞到了。天下着雨。我命中缺水,所以,逢出远门,老天都会“赐”一场雨。命真好。但更“好”的是,在多伦多机场进关时,遇到一位搞笑的加拿大海关官员。入关处几乎没有什么人。一溜十几个窗口,只有两三个在审查进关人员的证件。我径直走到一个窗前。窗口里坐着一位男海关官员,三十多岁,戴着眼镜,体态发福。 Clara moved to Toronto for a year. When I was at work, I was busy with nothing. I thought it would be a waste to think of the rest of the holidays. It would be better to go to Toronto to see her once and for all. From Chicago to Toronto very close, more than an hour to fly. It is raining I am in short of water, so, every time you go, God will “give ” a rain. Life is really good. But even more “good” is when you meet a funny Canadian customs official at the airport in Toronto. There is almost no entrance at the entrance. A dozen slides a window, only two or three in the clearance of the officers’ documents. I went straight to a window. Sitting in the window a male customs officer, more than 30 years old, wearing glasses, body fat.