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Funny Canadian story: an 89-year-old Turkish man was being sponsored to live in Canada with his Turkish-Canadian family in Toronto (where mainly English is spoken). Everything was good to go, paperwork all done and approved, and then he got on a plane to Montreal (where mainly French is spoken). When he got off the plane in Montreal, he was immediately bunged into a new immigrant hostel and sent off to daily French classes. Meanwhile his family in Toronto waited and waited for him, got upset, talked to the guvmint (who didn't know where he was), talked to people in Turkey (no he's not there anymore, he's long gone to Canada), figured he was wandering lost in Toronto (some undiagnosed dementia problems maybe?), called the police, put out flyers, and generally freaked out for a couple of months. Finally he learned enough French to deduce that he was in the wrong city and that no, he wasn't legally required to continue his French classes in Montreal, so he hopped on a train to Toronto. He took a cab to his family's house and voila! A reunion! I found all this out when they brought him to me (I worked for Canada Immigration at the time), asking to schedule him in to some English classes.![]()