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Our secret is out

At the Singapore airport, the entry formalities were quick and painless, but as soon as Julien and I tried to head out the "nothing to declare" customs door, we were politely requested to put our bags through a scanner.

Well, there you have it, I thought. I'm sure I'm being singled out because of my dreads. We smilingly did as we were asked, and the customs officer cast a discreet glance at my hair.  I smiled at visions of myself sitting on the conveyor belt, riding through the X-ray machine.

When they pulled our bags out the other side, though, they had a different set of suspicions concerning us.

"We need to see in this bag," the officer said, tapping Julien's blue and gray backpack.

No problem. Julien pulled it over to the table, and the x-ray inspector said something else to his colleague.

"We need to see in that bag, too," said the officer, pointing at my pack, already neatly stowed on our trolley. "You have a knife here." He patted the top of my bag.

"Yep, I have two." And proceeded to pull out Opinel knives and a corkscrew wine opener. "Don't ask why we have so many," I quipped, and he didn't.

From his bag, Julien pulled out a black blade that my cousin Joe had given him. The officer looked at it warily and then handed it back to Julien, saying that switchblade knives aren't allowed in the country but that this one was okay.  Little did he know, if you know how to use the knife, the blade comes out almost as quickly and dangerously.

We felt quite tough and villainous, I can tell you, having shown our three knives and knowing there was another in the bag that they hadn't seen.

We smothered our giggles and walked calmly away.  Customs had thought to find a druggie and found two wine-drinking ninjas instead.


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Feb. 6th, 2010 02:02 am (UTC)

His Grace once travelled from Perth, to SE Asia, to LAX, to SanFrancisco with a knife in his backpack, and it wasn't until we reached SFO that someone noticed it and insisted he take it out, pack it in a box and check it in as baggage.

Oh, those flights from SFO to SLC are fraught with terrorists wanting to take over the plane!
Feb. 7th, 2010 12:12 am (UTC)
His Grace is a ninja, too?! How cool is that. :P
Feb. 6th, 2010 02:51 am (UTC)
Wine drinking ninjas... Why does my brain think there must be a story in that? ;)
Feb. 7th, 2010 12:11 am (UTC)
Maybe because you have a cool brain?
Feb. 7th, 2010 12:12 am (UTC)
Oh yes, of course, that must be it... *g*
Feb. 7th, 2010 12:18 am (UTC)
I wholeheartedly concur. :D
Feb. 6th, 2010 11:42 pm (UTC)
Too bad Julien didn't have his badge on him...or maybe that would have caused even more trouble.
Feb. 7th, 2010 12:09 am (UTC)
Yeah,he's told me that it isn't always a good thing to let it be known you are a policeman.
Feb. 7th, 2010 04:48 am (UTC)
I can well imagine that.
Feb. 7th, 2010 04:15 pm (UTC)
Wow... that's a heck of a run-in with the law. Could be story-fodder in some way. :-)
Feb. 8th, 2010 12:08 am (UTC)
We know we have nothing to hide, but it is never pleasant to be singled out and to have to go through that. Not that they were rude or anything!
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