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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ibiza airport, couple of years ago.
in brief:
last day of trip, necked all remaining hash before getting coach to airport. spent an hour in the toilets passing out, being sick, passing out again, etc.
got it together just as we got to the front of the queue for check in.
passed out right at the front of the queue.
was wheeled to emergency wing with my mate wandering after me and getting lost.
spent 45 mins convincing woman i was fit to fly. was told to stay in wheelchair until i got to the gate. find mate, he pushes me to the gate via security.
get out of chair at gate.
security see me and drag me back to the security gate, threatening me with a bumming if i am taking the piss. (no-one had told them i could walk)
finally convince them, get on plane, land in london to full on ambulance and stretcher/crane thing waiting on exit of the plane.
legged it.
the end.
( , Sun 5 Mar 2006, 19:38, Reply)
in brief:
last day of trip, necked all remaining hash before getting coach to airport. spent an hour in the toilets passing out, being sick, passing out again, etc.
got it together just as we got to the front of the queue for check in.
passed out right at the front of the queue.
was wheeled to emergency wing with my mate wandering after me and getting lost.
spent 45 mins convincing woman i was fit to fly. was told to stay in wheelchair until i got to the gate. find mate, he pushes me to the gate via security.
get out of chair at gate.
security see me and drag me back to the security gate, threatening me with a bumming if i am taking the piss. (no-one had told them i could walk)
finally convince them, get on plane, land in london to full on ambulance and stretcher/crane thing waiting on exit of the plane.
legged it.
the end.
( , Sun 5 Mar 2006, 19:38, Reply)
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