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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I knew there was something...Some background - this happened at Plymouth Airport. Plymouth Airport is tiny - the firecrew doubles as the baggage handlers, and you can get away with turning up about 30 mins before the flight in most cases.
They had started a new service, Plymouth Manchester, and I was on the first flight. It was all jolly cheerful and smiley, with free coffee and stuff. We taxi out to the runway, and the engines start to work up to takeoff.
All of a sudden, power off. Captain comes over the tannoy and announces that he has been contacted by the tower and needs to return to the stand. Passengers, all sitting there wondering what has fallen off the plane.
Turns out the fire crew were having a cup of tea, and had forgotten to load the luggage...
(, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 12:10, Reply)
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