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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surprise packagewent to west africa for a month to stay with friends who had just moved there. the evening before the flight, a friend of said friends comes over and asks me to take along a gift for them.
"no problem, what is it?"
"just this small parcel."
"alright. i suppose there's nothing inside that could get me in trouble."
"nooooo. just a few spices and a surprise for their wee daughter."
"spices, eh? are they legal, those spices?"
"of course they are, absolutely harmless."
so i am off to tempelhof in the morning, a very small 1930s inner city airport with so little traffic that it felt like *everybody* looked when i heard my name over the tannoy and two customs police officers asked me to come along. on the rather dark and creepy way to the underground luggage inspection room i thought up numerous ways of killing mr. spice guy.
unpacking my rucksack and unwrapping the gift with now four officers looking on we behold a sachet of curry paste and a box of sparklers, which had showed up on the monitor as explosives. i was allowed to keep the spices, the sparklers were confiscated to be "destroyed" later on.
(, Mon 6 Mar 2006, 10:52, Reply)
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