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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Vegas, lots of marines, and a 9 seater single prop bucket (rarely doing the tourist thing)musta been sometime in the summer of 90 and i'm sat in a swealtering coach waiting to take us to the other side of a runway to a hanger with the single prop thats about to take us over the Grand Canyon, but we can't move, we've reached a single file queue of Marines i can only assume going to the gulf or something.
Fuckin thousands of them, trudging along at one step every few secs or so, all looking seriously like an Oliver Stone wet dream, again all in one single line, not one bugger split and would let the coach through.
Nearly a fuckin hour sat there till the coach driver and organiser forced the issue with an officer and we got through.
Through all that, my usually strong stomach let me down in the 9 seater when it lost about a 100 metres straight down in a heart beat, bloody turbulance over the canyon, reckoned it was due to the heat from it.
6 outta the 9 on the plane were sick, luckily not the pilot, but still don't know how sick note (my bruv) didn't either
(, Sat 4 Mar 2006, 12:56, Reply)
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