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 have vague memoriesOf my first time on a plane, flying to Washington Dulles with all the family, at age 5. On the descent I got airsick and heartily puked into my grandmother's lap :)
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jim_bob can herd cats., Sun 5 Mar 2006, 10:11,
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