I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
I thought I would pass Pam's offer on because I'm sure the immigration people wouldn't be amused and I would prefer to avoid the cause of their non amused state :)
I'll be on the outside already. You won't have to answer questions about ME, only about yourself. What I'll have to put up with from airport security is something else entirely.
Nope, don't fancy the questions at Customs - and there would be questions at Customs!
ReplyDeleteI thought I would pass Pam's offer on because I'm sure the immigration people wouldn't be amused and I would prefer to avoid the cause of their non amused state :)
ReplyDeleteI'll be on the outside already. You won't have to answer questions about ME, only about yourself. What I'll have to put up with from airport security is something else entirely.
ReplyDeleteOh I hear you laughing, Pam :)
ReplyDeleteI missed a word in my reply ... sigh, no dignity. I meant to write 'I would prefer to avoid being the cause of their non amused state' :)
Missed the 'being' ... changed things a little.