Airport StoriesBack when I was a moody teenager I took a cheap flight that involved changing planes and having to go through security again. My bags were pre-checked so, when I set off the metal detector, I honestly said to the security guy that I had no idea what had set it off.
Until, that is, he searched me and found the metal knife and fork stamped "KLM" I'd nicked off the previous flight.
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chthonic, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:09)
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Good timingIn 2001 my girlfriend was working in Florence and I flew to Italy to visit her. Being then a bit of a cheapskate I flew Easyjet Aberdeen to Luton (after few pints at Airport), bus to Stansted (after couple of pints at Luton) and from there Ryanair to Pisa. Had got myself settled in departures at Stansted and got a beer in when nearly everyone buggered off to watch the TV screens. Hear mutterings about a plane crash but I was more concerned whether I could neck another pint before I had to board (which I managed).
Plane boarded fine, took off, couple of hours later I'm in my hotel in Pisa and I stick on CNN, to find that the Twin Towers were now gone. If it had happened a couple of hours earlier I'd have never got off the ground. So if anyone asks what I was doing on September 11th 2001, I can say, mainly getting drunk at airports.
(, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:45, Reply)
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