Homeward Bound: From the West Bank to the East Coast
What was your purpose of coming to Israel?
What is that?!
A coffee mug. See it says here לקחת רגע לקפה
What about these? Why are you carrying five jackets?
This continued for for a while and the next five hours were filled with questions, full body scans, patdowns, and searches through everything.
The punchline to this is that I was free to board the plane but my bag was detained.
It may have been the pile of camera lenses or the 300+GB of SD cards or the microphones.
Something about it was suspect and I found myself back in America with no baggage.
The planerides gave me time to stare out the window and think.
I decided that even if I didn't get my baggage back, things would be fine.
I was intact and everything else could be reaquired with some work.
But, I was going to try to get my stuff back.
It's the third day since I returned to the states and I got a call saying my luggage is on it's way.
To visit my brother for Christmas and New Years
What cities did you go to while you were here?
Tel-aviv, Haifa, Nazareth, Jerusalem, Bethlehem, and Ramallah-
Excuse me, could you wait here for a moment?
Sure :)
A minute later, a different officer walked up to me.
She introduced herself as the head of airport security and started asking me the same questions.
What was your purpose...
It was like a song on repeat.
All the same questions, all the same answers.
All the same questions, all the same answers.
When I got to the end of my part of the chorus... "Bethlehem, and Ramallah-", Her face displayed a reaction similar to that of biting into a lemon.
What is that?!
A coffee mug. See it says here לקחת רגע לקפה
What about these? Why are you carrying five jackets?
This continued for for a while and the next five hours were filled with questions, full body scans, patdowns, and searches through everything.
The punchline to this is that I was free to board the plane but my bag was detained.
It may have been the pile of camera lenses or the 300+GB of SD cards or the microphones.
Something about it was suspect and I found myself back in America with no baggage.
The planerides gave me time to stare out the window and think.
I decided that even if I didn't get my baggage back, things would be fine.
I was intact and everything else could be reaquired with some work.
But, I was going to try to get my stuff back.
It's the third day since I returned to the states and I got a call saying my luggage is on it's way.
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