security issues

[MBT]

You know, I don't have a great flight experience. a few days ago.
the airport controls, from what I saw, are more or less the same everywhere. deliver checked hold baggage, make passenger controls, max a bodyscan and some palpatinas and more...

a few days ago I boarding in Canvas, back in Italy.
at the suggestion of my colleagues who had already been there, I booked the vip service and arrived at the airport in advance.
I arrive and, accompanied by the vip service, they stop me: first interrogation. . .
"Where's he going? Where was he? for what reason? has the company issued a document attesting its presence? Do you have dangerous, sharp, potentially explosive objects? did you buy suvenirs? has done personally the baggage (response I wanted to give him: "No, Mom came and she did it to me." She always kept it under her surveillance? ...
Okay, questioning passed, with sticking the baggage and passport.
ready for the second step:
baggage scan. This is simple. put it on the tape and away. I'll get it back, okay and I'll...
third step:
luggage opening!
and here... you arrive, open the suitcase and at the discretion of the operator you can handle it with 10 minutes or with two hours!
I was lucky, they opened, checked, I showed him the "dangerous" items that I have with me, they were satisfied and made me close.
but the one in front of me... poor! They were a family, three people all mature. a couple of suitcases, so. completely open. clothes, inside plastic bags, extracted to one and checked, dirty linen included. pants, skirts, shirts. Everything. They had bought some canned souvenirs. were extracted from the box, visually controlled and then to x-rays. devastating.
Well, I'm coming to check-in. baggage delivery and take the ticket.
now touches the fourth step:
personal control:
the classic procedure, here, is amplified. the "truck" to put everything in the jacket/gilet and leave it in the tray does not work. Here, pockets must be completely empty. All of them. from everything. without exception.
I extract the notebook and put it in a tray. the rest, as usual, I leave it in the briefcase.
They take my passport and keep it.
I'm in control, I'm all right, but they're still searching for me, both as and with the metal detector. All right, over.
No! It's not right. There's something in the briefcase. .
"Do you have electronic objects? extract them"
and start... phone chargers, camera chargers. camera, hard disk, USB sticks, cables and cables... seems to be at the mediaworld.
I extract everything and, while they minutigate every equipment, my suitcase goes through control.
"Do you have keys?? ? "
"certain, the house" and I'll show them to him.
they seem satisfied.... electronic equipment is of their liking. I can go on, but first...
"is this you? "
And they're banging my passport in my face. I confirm. It's me. I would hardly forget a face like that on my passport!
I re-assemble my luggage and proceed.
I passed them all! :biggrin:
I ask my assistant if the controls are always so
"No," he admits candid. "Sometimes they're worse. baggage can be inspected as or worse than before you. and if during personal control they are not convinced, they take you to a room where they can strip you up in your underwear or even beyond and question you to their pleasure!"

What do you mean?
It takes a good time and a half to pass the tests...
but I would say that you are almost sure that the flight will be safe

 

[Exatem]

...has dangerous objects. . .

where did you hide it?

 

[Fulvio Romano]

At least they're mild.
I had such an adventure in India, in mumbai, returning to Italy.
I don't have any baggage on my hold, just by hand. I take it to the controls, they control it with x-rays, all right. They stick us over a green bubble and they give it back to me.

I take it and ask, "Where should I go?" answer, the gates are over there, and it tells me a route that passes through the airport entrance.
I put my luggage on the ground, I remain interrupted. the English of the Indians is known, it is not very understandable, I try to ask. "But the control is all right?" "Yes." "looks that I'm coming from there, I walked right through those doors." "Yes, I know, there are also gates there."
I'll repeat it once again...after I take my luggage and I'll start at the airport entrance. I look good on my shoulders, I show my luggage to the cameras at mr. bean...
step in front of the entrance, I could have opened my luggage and put in a barrel of dynamite, or better yet, remove the green bubble and stick it on another suitcase full of c4...
I go to the gate and deliver my luggage on the tape. is boarded without further checks.
I'm visibly worried. . .

Anyway, after handing over the luggage, I see a long corridor that gives on the gates. At first, an omino with the green uniform stops me, asks me questions like "who you are, where you come from, yes, but how many you are... a flower." I'm swamped by hand and with manual scanner, it's making me take off my shoes. after a few minutes, satisfied, it makes me pass.

I do five meters, an omino in celese uniform stops me and asks me the same questions, takes me back, takes my shoes off. I'm happy with this, too.

I make another five meters, an omino in uniform of I don't remember that color reconfirms me, and down the usual string. I almost laugh when I answer questions. I answer before he ends up talking, so much now I know where he wants to go and talk. After another five meters there's the plane's ladder, I almost made it, so I take off the vent and ask: "But his colleagues asked me the same questions and did the same checks... how come?" reply: "they're not my colleagues. We are part of different police forces, and each does its own controls independently."

rest basic, and step after step, return to European territory.

It's like you're getting checked in Italy, but then you're being searched first by the police, then by the police, then by the police, and then by the finance, doing the same checks.

 

[SHIREN]

I recommend
before leaving and taking a plane check your socks
that have no hole on the board
because if you have shoes with tiny, insignificant metallic fibietta
you have to take off your shoes
Of course:
there is no stool na chair na bench
to do such an operation
Thank you very much

 

[MBT]

where did you hide it?

After all'stero, he lasted home.
preferisco prendere le persone a sberle manually!

At least they're mild.
I had such an adventure india, in mumbai,
...
but then I was searched by the police first, then by the carabinieri and then by the finance doing the same controls.

Great!

I recommend
before leaving and taking a plane check your socks
that have no hole on the board
because if you have shoes with tiny, insignificant metallic fibietta
you have to take off your shoes
Of course:
there is no stool na chair na bench
to do such an operation
Thank you very much

I got it! Not to me, fortunately. But, in a monk, a guy in front of me was asked to take off his shoes and perform a fantastic sock laundry.
In fact, a stool would help us. What I don't understand is because in some airport they let you remove them as a procedure and in others only if necessary.

 

[SHIREN]

I got it! Not to me, fortunately. but, .

Hi.
as you say fortunately

 

[MBT]

Hi.
how can you say fortunately:r olleyes:

bhe... let's say that performing an additional air intake for the feet would not benefit my mood:redface:

I don't care about being a pussy, but I care about having clean clothes and in order.
Then, for the love of heaven, the unexpected can escape.
Think, when I'm on the plane, I'm afraid (I'm gonna say) that a sudden turbulence will ruin my water on my clothes... :frown:

 

[SHIREN]

bhe... let's say that performing an additional air intake for the feet would not benefit my mood:redface:

:

:hahahahah::hahahahah:
But I'm suspicious.
but vuo sees that in some airports to safety control there are fetishes
We are taking this on the path to the joke
actually try to believe
on long-range flights
by plane offer you disposable patrols
but sometimes I would throw some passengers from the plane
a hug

 

[Er Presidente]

I went to detroit in January 2002.. .

 

[SHIREN]

I went to detroit in January 2002.. .

Good evening president
Uh...
the rest of the story to when...... .
my respective president

 

[Er Presidente]

Good evening president
Uh...
the rest of the story to when...... .
my respective president

There's little to say, a nightmare, a few months after the sad September, was a real nightmare.

But in the end, I had a good time, they all seemed crazy.
:smile:

 

[MBT]

:hahahahah::hahahahah:
But I'm suspicious.
but vuo sees that in some airports to safety control there are fetishes
We are taking this on the path to the joke
actually try to believe
on long-range flights
by plane offer you disposable patrols
but sometimes I would throw some passengers from the plane
a hug

They've been giving me socks lately.
Obviously they discovered that of people with the "air charges" at the feet is full the plane and a couple of extra socks does not hurt.. .

I went to detroit in January 2002.. .

poor pilot.. .
How much did you stress him? :redface:

 

[Exatem]

poor pilot.. .
How much did you stress him?

until he said enough and went down on foot...:biggrin:

 

[MBT]

me lo immagino...accelerate... brake... too high... now too low.. .
What's this for?
What if I pull that?
But how many kn of thrust do you have?
But you know that the f104... ?the poor driver and his good assistant had two choices! or get him off or get them off.
If it is true that he has come to detroit, obviously they have come down!

 

[Exatem]

me lo immagino...accelerate... brake... too high... now too low.. .
What's this for?
What if I pull that?
But how many kn of thrust do you have?
But you know that the f104... ?the poor driver and his good assistant had two choices! or get him off or get them off.
If it is true that he has come to detroit, obviously they have come down!

in the photo the pilots, of "schedule" memory, abandon the plane leaving the passengers in the skilled hands of the president that with skill, leads up to the landing, executed "by manual", the aircraft.

 

[Er Presidente]

...

poor pilot.. .
How much did you stress him? :redface:

until he said enough and went down on foot...:biggrin:

me lo immagino...accelerate... brake... too high... now too low.. .What's this for?What if I pull that?But how many kn of thrust do you have?But you know that the f104... ?the poor driver and his good assistant had two choices! or get him off or get them off.
If it is true that he has come to detroit, obviously they have come down!

in the photo the pilots, of "schedule" memory, abandon the plane leaving the passengers in the skilled hands of the president that with skill, leads up to the landing, executed "by manual", the aircraft.

You bastards!
But we'll be able one day to make a flight lugano drink together in January, no, December, and then we have fun, dear my wits!
:smile:

 

[marcof]

You bastards!
But we'll be able one day to make a flight lugano drink together in January, no, December, and then we have fun, dear my wits!
:smile:

ok, provided that you travel on a pilatus with the skis to the cart and that in the goutrdo area we make "sosta pipì" at 2000 meters, with a landing on a snow with 20° of slope uphill and stop of the plane in 30 meters.
In short, something like this but with snow: :http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzhrvq7v6w0What else would a pilatus need?

 

[PierArg]

...
Think, when I'm on the plane, I'm afraid (I'm gonna say) that a sudden turbulence will ruin my water on my clothes... :frown:

It happened to me!
while a hostess put the glass on me (for the law of murphy was coffee) a turbulence made me spill over on my shirt.

 

[Er Presidente]

ok, provided that you travel on a pilatus with the skis to the cart and that in the goutrdo area we make "sosta pipì" at 2000 meters, with a landing on a snow with 20° of slope uphill and stop of the plane in 30 meters.
In short, something like this but with snow: :http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzhrvq7v6w0What else would a pilatus need?

This is flying! other than coffee and biscuits, the bucket needs!
:biggrin:

 

[marcof]

This is flying! other than coffee and biscuits, the bucket needs!
:biggrin:

look at this then:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oy0ojyeonme&feature=relateda day of work with that shooting beast of the pilatus.
a normal looking outside the window would say that to get down that territory you can only use the parachute.
instead it is enough a lawn uphill to land and the same, taken downhill, to take off and obviously a sensibility of the rider's bottom not indifferent
Oh, all the landings and decollies with the stall indicator cicaline that sounds at odds: