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 took a sword and (unwittingly) a small amount of opium on a plane in my hand luggage once...It was obviously in the days before security became what it is now - 1998 and I was on my way home from a holiday in China with a friend. We'd bought a strange drink called "Jim's No.1 Special" from a strange man in the Yunnan province (Dali to be precises). This drink was spectacular - one shot and you wouldn't be able to shut up for the rest of the night. We decided to bring a bottle home with us.
Deciding to just declare anything dodgy we had, I brought the bottle in on my hand luggage (as well as a sharp steel sword). Nothing was said until I reached customs back in Aus, where I pulled out the sword for them to look at.
The inspector pulled it out of it's sheath, cut his finger, then gave it back to me. They then opened the bottle, had a sniff and raised an eyebrow at me. I told them it was a herbal medicine. They gave it back, wished me good luck and sent me on my way.
It was only when I was sharing it with some of my friends that one of them pointed out that there was so much opium in there that you could taste it more than the alcohol.
Sorry there wasn't a funnier ending, but I took a fucking SWORD on a plane.
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gronkpan https://twitter.com/VomitingLarry, Mon 6 Mar 2006, 23:42,
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