[Leica] Home from London

[photo at frozenlight.eu (Nathan Wajsman)]

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

Cheers,
Nathan

Nathan Wajsman

Alicante, Spain
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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.
> 
> -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
> 
> 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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