Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2020/03/16
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]Well, that's a relief for you, Brian, and for us! Douglas On 17/03/2020 01:26, Brian Reid wrote: > I am safely home from London. Below is the email I sent my extended > family about the trip. > > ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- > > > > The flight was uneventful. When we landed, the pilot told us to remain > in our seats until the arrival team came on board and gave further > instructions. The usual collection of arrogant entitled middle-aged > men with criminally oversize carry-on bags ignored those instructions > and pushed their way through to cluster near the exit door, as they > always do. > > A crew of 4 medical-looking people with clipboards came in and fanned > out around the airplane. Delightfully, they ignored the hyper entitled > men (who were by now pushing to be allowed out the exit door) and went > row by row to people who were still in their seats. We were each > handed a form to fill out with the facts of our visit (where have you > been, what symptoms might you have, etc). > > They took us out into the jetway in batches of 12. We were met by > people who looked like they were EMTs borrowed from ambulance > companies, who interviewed us, scanned our foreheads with no-touch > thermometers, and listened briefly to our airways. I checked out fine; > no fever, no bronchial sounds, and I had been nowhere but Battersea. > My EMT signed my form and I was told to wait over there. > > Three or four people in police uniforms were just standing around > watching. I didn't see any behavior that needed the attention of the > police, but I'm sure there has been and will be. > > From there we were escorted to passport control. One escort per group > of 12. I have "global entry", but in 5 years of using it, it has never > worked once--the camera always takes a picture of the top of my head > when I look down to see where the fingerprint scanner might be. So > then (as always) I had to get in the passport line and talk to them. > At least as a global-entry reject I get to butt into the front of the > passport line. > > I figured that the escorted batches of 12 were like the metering > lights on freeways. They ensured that the backed-up people would > remain on the airplane instead of clogging the hallways like in the > news photos you've probably all seen. > > From there we parted with our escorts and were sent to baggage claim. > We got our bags. I wore fresh latex gloves. I needed to open my > checked bag to get out the bottle of pump-spray isopropanol to douse > the suitcase (you don't know who might have handled it) and then > doused my hands after ditching the gloves. I also doused my hair for > good measure. > > An unusually large set of dogs was sniffing suitcases. I've always > seen one dog, or occasionally two, but there were at least 10 circling > around Baggage Claim 4. They ignored me. Good thing I didn't have any > peanut butter in there this time. I don't know what they were looking > for. Contraband Purell? > > I went outdoors to the "meet drivers here" section, and waited for my > driver. He drove me home quickly, filling the time with his usual > collection of funny stories about his past. I guess he doesn't care > that I've heard them all 20 times. > > A shower felt good. > > _______________________________________________ > Leica Users Group. > See http://leica-users.org/mailman/listinfo/lug for more information