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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Bombed out wrecks of planes
Back in 2001, I went on holiday with my family to Sri Lanka. Just a few days before we were due to leave, the Tamil Tigers attacked the international airport and blew up a load of planes.
news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/south_asia/1454484.stm
Amazingly, our flight home was able to leave on time (literally just a few days after the attack). They hadn't even had time to move the smouldering plane carcasses off the runway. It was all rather eerie seeing dead planes everywhere as we taxied for takeoff.
Needless to say, security was extremely tight. We all got frisked a number of times as we went through the various areas, and a number of the security guards/soldiers did double-takes at the 2-foot-long cinnamon stick we'd bought to take home, clearly mistaking it at first glance for a gun barrel!
It was all quite exciting really :o)
( , Sat 4 Mar 2006, 2:26, Reply)
Back in 2001, I went on holiday with my family to Sri Lanka. Just a few days before we were due to leave, the Tamil Tigers attacked the international airport and blew up a load of planes.
news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/south_asia/1454484.stm
Amazingly, our flight home was able to leave on time (literally just a few days after the attack). They hadn't even had time to move the smouldering plane carcasses off the runway. It was all rather eerie seeing dead planes everywhere as we taxied for takeoff.
Needless to say, security was extremely tight. We all got frisked a number of times as we went through the various areas, and a number of the security guards/soldiers did double-takes at the 2-foot-long cinnamon stick we'd bought to take home, clearly mistaking it at first glance for a gun barrel!
It was all quite exciting really :o)
( , Sat 4 Mar 2006, 2:26, Reply)
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