[Leica] Home from London

[Nathan Wajsman]

Sounds like the had organised it well in California. Good for you.

Cheers,
Nathan

Nathan Wajsman

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> On 17 Mar 2020, at 02:26, Brian Reid <reid at mejac.palo-alto.ca.us> wrote:
> 
> I am safely home from London. Below is the email I sent my extended family about the trip.
> 
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> 
> 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.
> 
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