The most cash I've ever carried
There's nothing like carrying large amounts of cash to make yourself feel simultaneously like a lottery winner and an obvious target.
A friend went to buy a car for ten grand, panicked and stuffed it down his pants for safety. It was all a bit smelly by the time he got there and he had to search around for some of it...
Tell us the story behind the most cash you've ever carried.
( , Thu 22 Jun 2006, 10:39)
There's nothing like carrying large amounts of cash to make yourself feel simultaneously like a lottery winner and an obvious target.
A friend went to buy a car for ten grand, panicked and stuffed it down his pants for safety. It was all a bit smelly by the time he got there and he had to search around for some of it...
Tell us the story behind the most cash you've ever carried.
( , Thu 22 Jun 2006, 10:39)
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Money Laundring (not really)
The first time I came to Canada, I brought with me $15.000 US in cash; pretty much my net worth at the time. I carried it in two seperate fanny pack-ish things I was wearing under my shirt. Being designed with safety and inconspicuousness, not comfort in mind, they were made of industrial strength nylon and clung on the skin. The portion of my torso covered with the bags sweated and itched constantly throughout the 9 hour flight.
Just as I though relief was near, I read on the US (connecting flight) and Canada customs declaration forms, that it was illegal to bring more than 10K in cash or negotiables to either of those countries. Luckily, nobody felt like giving me a patdown at either of the borders, probably due to the sweat and scratching, so I slipped into Canada with the questionable monies in my posession.
I moved into a shady B&B, and upon observing the barred windows on the first THREE floors, decided not to part with my money-laundrer bags till reaching a bank. It was a Friday and a long weekend extending into Monday followed. So I had to wear the buggers for another four days, until I could open a bank account.
Lemme tell you, nothing makes you relax like having your life savings on your person at all times.
( , Thu 22 Jun 2006, 17:19, Reply)
The first time I came to Canada, I brought with me $15.000 US in cash; pretty much my net worth at the time. I carried it in two seperate fanny pack-ish things I was wearing under my shirt. Being designed with safety and inconspicuousness, not comfort in mind, they were made of industrial strength nylon and clung on the skin. The portion of my torso covered with the bags sweated and itched constantly throughout the 9 hour flight.
Just as I though relief was near, I read on the US (connecting flight) and Canada customs declaration forms, that it was illegal to bring more than 10K in cash or negotiables to either of those countries. Luckily, nobody felt like giving me a patdown at either of the borders, probably due to the sweat and scratching, so I slipped into Canada with the questionable monies in my posession.
I moved into a shady B&B, and upon observing the barred windows on the first THREE floors, decided not to part with my money-laundrer bags till reaching a bank. It was a Friday and a long weekend extending into Monday followed. So I had to wear the buggers for another four days, until I could open a bank account.
Lemme tell you, nothing makes you relax like having your life savings on your person at all times.
( , Thu 22 Jun 2006, 17:19, Reply)
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