I had forgotten about how funny it was the last time I was in Canada. I had a pocket full of various countries’ currencies: US from mistaken change in Canada; Canadian; Euros and; bizarrely enough, Slovenian coins that were accidentally stashed in my bag of Canadian currency left over from my previous trip.

I was such a basket case at checkout lines that I started speaking German with Hans & Asim so that people would think my excuse was just that I was a foreigner and not that I was too lazy to sort my coins.