Wednesday, February 28, 2018

Busted by German airport security

During our travels, both Mo and I got reprimanded in a small German airport.

It was my fault. I had told Mo that it’s fine to have something in your pockets, as long as it isn’t metal or electronic. Oh, was I wrong!

First, Mo was patted down for his pocketed contraband...

Orange Tic-Tacs!

And then it was my turn. I was “hiding” a plastic R2D2 figure, one of my crutches for keeping Curly entertained during long lines.

“What is in your pocket?” the security officer demanded.

“R2D2,” I replied.

“What? Let me see it!” the German barked.

I handed over the tiny droid.

As he carefully studied the figurine, the stern man suddenly melted and then actually giggled. “Ah! R2D2!”

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