Boarding a plane with a khukuri

David, a khukuri or Swiss Army knife or any legal knife, though definite no-no's in carry-on baggage ought to be accepted in checked baggage (but Philippine Customs rules, which I know nothing about, might have something to say about importing weapons - a separate issue). But I know that on a recent international trip, America West at Phoenix airport wanted me to send my checked bag unlocked, because I'd hit the CAPS(?) jackpot that trip. There wasn't anything dubious inside, they just insisted that it go unlocked, international trip or no international trip, whether there was anything inside worth stealing or not, and it would have gone unlocked all the way to my final destination.

Spence, in your place I'd be tempted to ask whether I could check the coffee.
 
They are just gonna have to set up a voluntary checked baggage inspection line. If you don't want to have an unlocked bag they should check it in front of you, then allow you to lock it and check it. If you've anything that could show up in a scan you can volunteer to have it done to save hassles. No special markings on those bags either. That means "Steal me, I've valuable stuff inside". People are going to find another way to travel if this gets any sillier. How much stuff has to become "disposable" beause you can't fly with it? The way things are going, it would be easier to fly two planes--one for nude passengers, the other for baggage.
 
Originally posted by firkin
The way things are going, it would be easier to fly two planes--one for nude passengers, the other for baggage.
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Considering the people I usually get stuck sitting with, that could be a scary proposition. :barf:
 
Considering the people I usually get stuck sitting with, that could be a scary proposition.
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Good point. Everybody gets issued paper smocks with the airline's logo printed on the butt.:p
 
I testified at an ICC hearing in Chicago once, and sat next to a lady of, well, "generous proportions" on the way back to Denver. She had sprayed/bathed/coated herself with some floral cologne, and at about 35,000 ft., we found out she was terrified of flying....when she started to sweat. Wife met me at Stapleton, but sat on her side with the window down all the way to Littleton. Silently. Not good. Monday, when I took the suit to the dry cleaner, the little Korean girl I usually joshed with took the hanger, turned fire engine red, and couldn't stop giggling. Her partner told me later she said "He see naughty lady". I never liked flying much, anyhoo, but after that I hated it. Still do.
 
She had sprayed/bathed/coated herself with some floral cologne,
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:barf: and :barf:

That's way worse than being in an elevator with one of those stinkers. Which is nearly insufferable. I'm glad I can't imagine it.
 
I run into them in the casinos all the time :barf: but can generally drive them away with my cigarette smoke:D
 
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