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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Only this week...I got to Sydney airport for a flight to San Fransisco. Happy, holiday mode.
"Can you come over here, miss, for a routine security check"
No worries.
Several confiscated lighters later (wtf?) I got taken to a short check-in queue. Yippee! I think.
Until it transpires that the online booking monkeys had got my first name and surname the wrong way round AND THIS IS A BIG BLOODY PROBLEM!
I had to get officialdom to stamp my passport with an "AKA" (also known as) which took forever and will confuse immigration the world over in the future, when my name appears correctly.
Then in the US I was fingerprinted / retina scanned. As is normal, I understand. Still - I remember the good old days of swanning through airports with several hundred ciggies and a cheeky grin.
Blimey.
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Strangey is present at, Sat 4 Mar 2006, 8:15,
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