june five
5:18PM. I should be landing in Bangkok in exactly 3 hours and 27 minutes. Instead, I've just picked four quarts of delicious strawberries from my grandfather's garden. So what happened? This happened:
June 4:
9:00PM I arrive at Dulles two hours before scheduled departure and join a long line of primarily Indian passengers (connecting to Bombay).
10:00PM I finally reach the ticket counter and am chosen for a random security check - they ask me for the credit card number with which I bought my ticket. I explain to them that it was cancelled because Visa couldn't figure out why someone from Boonsboro would buy a one-way ticket to Bangkok through Qatar. "I threw it away this morning!" I say. No luck.
10:30PM The americanized aussie issues me another ticket, for June 5, arriving 24 hours later.
In the words of Phillip Gray: "Don't you feel safer. I know I do. Makes me want to curse and laugh, all at the same time."
That pretty much sums it up.
posted by Alban @ 2:17 PM
6 Comments
6 Comments:
the moral of the story...pay cash for everything, I think if you insert it into the cd drive on your computer they'll get it.
Oh, Alban, you now have developed patience of the saints! Right?! Dealing with embassies and security and who knows what else before this trip is over. I am with John, though. I appreciate the security even though they almost threw away a lot of stuff in my carry on coming home, jams, jellies, chocolate milk, yogurt. Talk about not thinking. I need to fly more.
go Alban go. Thanks for showing the main cities you will be visiting. I took a forbidden item through security on our was home. Carolyn is an accomplice. She ate it. Be safe. Have fun. Keep your eyes open.
GP
We just finished all the strawberries you picked. Miss you already. . .e.
Hey, Alban
What was the first thing you noticed when you drove from the airport into Bangkok? The traffic?, The heat?, The different smells? The trees?
Enjoy your trip.
actually i just had a similar experience with the airport security today. But I wasn't going anywhere, my unaccompanied minor/sister was. Of all the days to forget my id--I chose today...
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