After several attempts at repacking my backpack to get it down to the weight restriction of a cessna (is that how you spell it?).... I gave up! I´m blaming it on the several boxes of tampons that I´ve armed myself with having read the horror stories and review of treking in the depths of South East Asia!
Having got through the pile up onthe M25 I got to the check in desk to find it virtually deserted - bonus me thinks! However, 45 minutes later, after being escorted off by securty to have a full on search (I actually had to get undressed... but apparently it was just a spot check and becos it was busy I got spotted!), I emerged minus my lighter... what was the point of that?
I was a bit disappointed that there wasn´t even a sniffer dog :(! Still I´m sure there are plenty more adventures to be had at some point... hopefully not requiring me to take my clothes off again thought!!!!!
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