You're headed to Vancouver for the weekend, excited because Canada is like almost a foreign country. Visions of staring at Belugas and spending your wad of rapidly-depreciating USD's on Robson Street bounce loosely around your head when suddenly a border patrol agent is directing you to a special lane at the Peace Arch. There's a problem and you've got to get out of the car. "Sir, this is aboot your iPod and the copyright infringements......