I had some business to take care of at the bank and the post office. Of course, I didn't want to come home empty-handed, so I stopped at Trader Joe's and brought back a sackful of snacks. (It's not like I can fill up my gas tank.) This being my first time crossing the border by bike, I did things suboptimally. The Americans have clear signage instructing cyclists to enter the building (though you should leave the bike outside). Once inside, there are two queues. I misread the sign and failed to notice that pedestrians and NEXUS card holders get lumped into the same queue. Not wanting to get into trouble for using the NEXUS queue, I went into the other queue, and got lumped in with the car passengers who got sent inside for secondary inspection — and that queue moved sloowwly despite appearing to be short. The Canadian side didn't seem to have obvious signage for cyclists, so I went through the drive-through, which wasn't a long wait. The officer then told me that for future reference, I also had the option to go inside. Since I got out the door late in the morning, got bogged down in Burns Bog (see caption), and took a long time to go through US border control, I had to hammer it on the US portion of the ride, arriving exactly on time for my bank appointment. I eventually paid for that burst of power, though. Returning to Surrey, I bonked hard on the King George Highway climb up to Highway 10, and ended up soft-pedaling my way through much of Surrey and SW Marine Drive.