I do believe you can produce ONE entire Comic Book just on the mishaps of your trip to India….At least we all know that it was a happy ending….You made it to India.
Oh yeah… My last trip out of Mumbai, about a year ago, we had the line like that, first at the Immigration counter (shouldn’t it be named Emmigration?) that took about 45 minutes, then that fed to the security check for another 45 minutes or so.
But it was worse because the construction crews were doing some work to the area under the security check, where the non-functioning escalators and stairs led to, the main concourse. So all 45 minutes of people pushing and shoving, trying to skip ahead in line, while workers hammered, drilled and sawed and clouds of concrete dust floated all around…
And then after making sure no one had any sharp objects, construction laborers left things like wire cutters, saws and what-not all over the place when they left for their breaks.
Oh, joy. The TSA. My sympathies.
I do believe you can produce ONE entire Comic Book just on the mishaps of your trip to India….At least we all know that it was a happy ending….You made it to India.
Oh yeah… My last trip out of Mumbai, about a year ago, we had the line like that, first at the Immigration counter (shouldn’t it be named Emmigration?) that took about 45 minutes, then that fed to the security check for another 45 minutes or so.
But it was worse because the construction crews were doing some work to the area under the security check, where the non-functioning escalators and stairs led to, the main concourse. So all 45 minutes of people pushing and shoving, trying to skip ahead in line, while workers hammered, drilled and sawed and clouds of concrete dust floated all around…
And then after making sure no one had any sharp objects, construction laborers left things like wire cutters, saws and what-not all over the place when they left for their breaks.