Many years ago during summer when I visited my family in Sweden with my mom, I went with my mom, my aunt and her husband to some supermarket store. They were selling there plastic toy skull wands - they were quite long and the skull was a size of a baby skull, it somehow cracked me up and I joked I want one. And my aunt bought it for me.
The problem was that it did not fit into my mom's quite big case. So my mom being master of packaging, wrapped it up in plastic bags and fixed it firmly on the front of her case with a tape. So we went to the airport and on the part where they check luggage, they started to grope the skull, trying to figure out what the hell is this. After that they searched my mom with more scrutiny, while I was standing nearby and crying from laughter :D My mom was quite distressed about the whole thing and later she went on about how she shouldn't have wear the t-shirt she had that day, 'cause it had small red star (well, redish, not really red) on arm. And we had this conversation after she calmed down and I stopped laughing:
- I wonder what those people had thought. :D
- Probably that you're commie necromancer :D
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Hey, those dang commie necromancers are a real problem!
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I visited the tunnel systems under the DMZ between the border of North and South Korea once when I was living there, and took a little rock out of there. Months later, I returned to the US for a quick trip back home, carrying a large suitcase stuffed full of old Japanese video games and systems--I sell these things online in the US whenever I return there, to fund a year of travel.
Arriving at the first US airport, the scanners pulled me aside for questioning. They said they had detected explosive powder and would need to check my belongings. They opened my suitcase up and sifted through the old Famicom games, expecting they could be hiding a bomb. I was at a loss, but I remembered my trip and pulled out the rock taken from the tunnel. Turns out it had some dynamite residue from when the North Koreans exploded it.
We laughed it off, I pulled up my pants, and then went on my way.
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Exploding kittens. It was over a state border, and it was actually the name of a card game, but I totally got you interested there for a second, right?
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Obligatory giveaway
Anyway, inspired by a discussion I had earlier today. What is the strangest thing you've ever taken with you across a border, and why did you do it?
I recently visited Croatia (beautiful country, and there are bakeries everywhere!). On my way there I had a pressurized can of fish with me. Well, that's not quite true, it was a can of fermented fish, where the internal pressure had got to the point where it bulged out heavily. Before going, I was actually reading up on if this was allowed, or if it was something that could get me into trouble, and it turned out to be a big grey area. Some airlines strictly prohibit Surströmming, some don't, and the one I was going by (Ryanair, the only airline actually flying to where I was going) had no mentions of this on their website, so I figured that the worst thing that could happen would be someone confiscating my can of fermented fish.
I did of course consider the risk of the can rupturing due to changes in pressure, and anyone who has ever been near someone opening a can of Surströmming knows that it smells terribly bad. And it's a smell that sticks to your clothes, so in the interest of me not having stinky clothes, and also not ruining everyone else's clothes, the can was wrapped in, if my memory serves, 9 layers of plastic bags, then those were wrapped in a towel to avoid any bumps damaging it. Luckily my fermented fish got across the border without a hitch.
The reason for my stinky pressurized fermented fish was that the person I was visiting had said that they wanted to try Surströmming.
edit And I know I should not have to say this, but no illegal stuff!
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