Over the years I have crossed or tried to cross many borders, the Uzbekistan Afghanistan one sticks out as a notable failure. Some border crossings are fun, some not, most are just a big pain in the ricker.
Crossing the Ukraine Russian border the other day was reasonably straight forward despite having two passports and a dodgy visa (long story involving a passport and a washing machine).
The most noteworthy observation of the thirty minute process was that the final barrier in to Russia had previously been broken in two, perhaps by some individual desperately trying to escape Ukraine.
That in itself wasn't particularly unusual but the fact that it had been repaired with sellotape was.
I kid you not, the barrier was actually held together in the middle with reams and reams of sellotape.