Airport Stories
Back 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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( , Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:09)
Back 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.
Tell us your best airport stories.
( , Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:09)
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American immigration control hell
One summer I went to visit my sister who was working in Boston, and took full advantage of American Airlines free booze policy, resulting in being very very drunk when leaving the overnight flight. I also only had hand luggage as I'd planned on buying all the clothes I'd need for the week while there. Big mistake.
This meant that I was flagged up as a threat, which meant being questioned for 4 hours, being asked all sorts of questions, none of which I could answer due to the fact that I was blotto. I'd also forgotton that you're not supposed to take fresh produce into the country, so the two apples and satsuma in my bag made things even worse, with mentions of 'deportation', 'prison' and worse. Eventually I was able to phone my sister and explain everything, leading to her boss phoning a friend of a friend to get released. The immigration control people were quite nice after that, although they were confused as to why a Senator would phone them direct at 7am. I have never forgotten this and am forever grateful to my sister for saving my anal sphincter from certain harm.
( , Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:36, Reply)
One summer I went to visit my sister who was working in Boston, and took full advantage of American Airlines free booze policy, resulting in being very very drunk when leaving the overnight flight. I also only had hand luggage as I'd planned on buying all the clothes I'd need for the week while there. Big mistake.
This meant that I was flagged up as a threat, which meant being questioned for 4 hours, being asked all sorts of questions, none of which I could answer due to the fact that I was blotto. I'd also forgotton that you're not supposed to take fresh produce into the country, so the two apples and satsuma in my bag made things even worse, with mentions of 'deportation', 'prison' and worse. Eventually I was able to phone my sister and explain everything, leading to her boss phoning a friend of a friend to get released. The immigration control people were quite nice after that, although they were confused as to why a Senator would phone them direct at 7am. I have never forgotten this and am forever grateful to my sister for saving my anal sphincter from certain harm.
( , Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:36, Reply)
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