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.
Tell us your best airport stories.
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chthonic, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:09)
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I'm gonna hurlNothing too impressive but what the hell. It was my 21st and I was travelling up to London. At Victoria station in my wisdom I thought I'd get some food, a burger to be precise. On eating the last bite I knew something was wrong. Oh well I thought. I met up with some mates and went to a quality gig. On the way to my mates house after the gig I knew that burger was a really bad idea. We arrived at the nearest tube station and I literally ran the 15 min walk from the station to my mates (not something I willingly do), to then start a vomit marathon which would last a whopping 9 hours. Yay food poisoning. So how does this relate to airports....
Well I had to fly home the next day (early). So one the tube once again to get to victoria then gatwick. I took a carrier bag along with me in case it needed to vom. I actually checked it had no holes!
Finally at gatwick, and my stomach hasn't erupted. Oh joy of joys the flight is delayed. So I find the only bench thats free, it also happens to be in the loudest part of the airport, right next to some arcade machines. The ones small kids hang off and scream. Four of the pukiest hours later my flight is finally called. I spend the next three days of my birthday weekend in bed. YAY ME.
Sorry for the muchos grande length and for the majority of it not being about an airport. But what the hell.
To name and shame the fast food establishment... it was a Burger King.... but which one? Mwahahaha
(, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:54, Reply)
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