UK Border Agent: (Glancing at my USA passport) What is your purpose in the UK?
Me: Well, I’m visiting my husband’s sister.
UK Border Agent: Are you traveling with your husband?
Me: Yes, but he has a EU passport, so he’s in the other queue.
UK Border Agent: Is your husband from the UK?
Me: No, he’s from France.
UK Border Agent: Oh, so from here you’re going to France?
Me: Actually, we’re going to Brussels.
UK Border Agent: Your husband’s sister lives in Brussels?
Me: No, she lives in the UK, in Kent. We’re taking the train to Brussels for three days, and then to Amsterdam for two days, and then stopping in Kent for three days on our way back to London.
UK Border Agent: And your purpose in Brussels and Amsterdam is…?
Me: Just, you know, sightseeing.
UK Border Agent: (Studying landing card) Where do you and your husband live?
Me: We live in the US, in Boston.
UK Border Agent: (With an ever-so-faint smirk) So why did you fly Air Canada?
Me: Um, well, it was the cheapest flight, to go through Ottawa.
UK Border Agent: (Stamping passport and handing it back to me in one swift motion) Pleasant journeys, ma’am.
