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 recently ventured to Englandwithout any real plans as to what I'd be doing for the week other than attending a bash, so the immigration questioning was a little awkward
"What's the main purpose of your visit?"
"I'm just visiting some friends"
"How do you know these people?"
(I wasn't exactly quick thinking after having no sleep and being on a rather long flight, so I couldn't think of a respectible answer so I went with the truth)
"erm, the internet"
He then proceeded to lecture me on how what I was doing was unsafe and how I should look out for myself and basically taking the piss while I turned redder and redder.
Soon after when I went to buy a train ticket, I realized my wallet'd been nicked between the plane and exiting customs, leaving me without money, credit cards, or identification.
The way back was slightly less eventful- the duty free alcohol in my underage posession raised no questions.
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abandonnship, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 18:06,
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