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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When in England, I apparently look like a drug dealer.After the end of high school, I went away for a year in the US. This meant taking a flight to London then accross the ocean and the same on the way back.
On the way in, I get picked out of a line of 50+ exchange students in Heathrow and my handbag and clothes are checked for residue of drugs.
One year later, same place, only I'm pretty much by myself and guess what, yes, picked out of the line and checked again... coudn't stop laughing.
I was also wearing a sweater with a hood each time, I guess if you want to smuggle drugs, don't wear one.
Oh and btw this was before 9-11, I carried my swiss knife all along and it was fine, never occured to me that doing so would be criminal one day.
(, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 19:41, Reply)
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