After checking my Bag in some middle aged Indian lady comes up to Mum and I saying she has a spare bag she can't fit in her hand luggage. She asked us to roll it up and take it on with me.
Now I maybe wrong... But, I'm pretty sure taking weirdos shit in your bag is a fast track ticket to an anal cavity search.
So obviously I took it...
Kidding, we said no, but then Mum got a real sense of duty (about 20 minuets after the event!) so we went hunting around trying to find security to tell. But no one seemed to care!
This was either incredibly worryingly slack security or I recon the lady worked for the airport and was trying to catch people out.
Eventually it was time to go. I walked to security, started saying good bye to Mum, no dramas. Then Dad phoned... As soon as I heard that buggers voice I welled up. I will miss them so much. 17months, who's stupid idea was that!
In other news I had a drink with a nice couple on their way to the canaries and was 13 minuets short of missing my flight from Dubai to Beijing as I was sleep on the floor in the corridor! Just scraped in on last call! Oops! Who'd have thought taking your sock and using it as a eye mask would be so effective when sleeping on a marble floor!
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