stavo dando un'occhiata ai tr su airliners e guardate un po' cosa gli è successo a questo poveraccio sulla tratta kul-per con asiax.
ma è legale una cosa del genere...bah!:astonished:
DA AIRLINERS.NET:
I understand the need for border protection, but I have never met such condescending and downright rude immigration officers in my life.
Both my partner and I were flagged out for further inspection after we passed passport control. Our phones were taken and swabbed for narcotics trace, we were asked to turn on our phones and smses looked through, laptops were booted up and files gone through to look for porno, bags emptied and contents laid out (and I mean EVERY single morsel of items all laid out) e.g. Name cards, credit cards, memory cards, camera fittings, travel itinerary, tissue paper, QF pillow, leftover Malaysian Ringgit, wallets opened, credit card receipts….
Amongst many questions asked I was quizzed with…
• “Why do you travel with your name cards?”
• “What do you do for a living? Project management? What is that? Elaborate…”
• “Why do you fly via Kuala Lumpur? Why not direct from Singapore?”
• “What were you doing in Kuala Lumpur? Why did you stay so long there? Transit? Why so long?”
• “Why do you have copies your educational certs with you? Are you sure you are not here to seek employment?”
• “Who is your “friend” you are staying with? What does he do? How come you do not know the postcode to his address? Applecross? He sounds rich, you sure you don’t know what he does for a living? How old is he? What is your relationship with him?”
• “Why are you only in Perth for such a short time? Holiday? All that distance for such a short time?”
• “You have any porno in your laptop? No? Used for work only? Yeah?”
• “You mentioned you are in project management in Singapore…”
Good Lord and the whole process would repeat itself again!
I did notice almost the entire plane load of passengers (except for the obviously Aussie looking ones) was being quizzed in this fashion leading to a tremendous line at customs. This led to a long time before we were finally allowed to go past the EXIT doors and officially into Australian soil, where my worried friend was waiting, frantically texting me but there was no way I could reply to him because the officers had my mobile phone (or rather it was placed aside with items they wanted to inspect further and I was told not to touch it despite the buzzer going off from incoming texts). It was surely a crappy way to begin our holiday feeling like a dirty, sinful, law-breaking mongrel of an illegal immigrant.
ma è legale una cosa del genere...bah!:astonished:
DA AIRLINERS.NET:
I understand the need for border protection, but I have never met such condescending and downright rude immigration officers in my life.
Both my partner and I were flagged out for further inspection after we passed passport control. Our phones were taken and swabbed for narcotics trace, we were asked to turn on our phones and smses looked through, laptops were booted up and files gone through to look for porno, bags emptied and contents laid out (and I mean EVERY single morsel of items all laid out) e.g. Name cards, credit cards, memory cards, camera fittings, travel itinerary, tissue paper, QF pillow, leftover Malaysian Ringgit, wallets opened, credit card receipts….
Amongst many questions asked I was quizzed with…
• “Why do you travel with your name cards?”
• “What do you do for a living? Project management? What is that? Elaborate…”
• “Why do you fly via Kuala Lumpur? Why not direct from Singapore?”
• “What were you doing in Kuala Lumpur? Why did you stay so long there? Transit? Why so long?”
• “Why do you have copies your educational certs with you? Are you sure you are not here to seek employment?”
• “Who is your “friend” you are staying with? What does he do? How come you do not know the postcode to his address? Applecross? He sounds rich, you sure you don’t know what he does for a living? How old is he? What is your relationship with him?”
• “Why are you only in Perth for such a short time? Holiday? All that distance for such a short time?”
• “You have any porno in your laptop? No? Used for work only? Yeah?”
• “You mentioned you are in project management in Singapore…”
Good Lord and the whole process would repeat itself again!
I did notice almost the entire plane load of passengers (except for the obviously Aussie looking ones) was being quizzed in this fashion leading to a tremendous line at customs. This led to a long time before we were finally allowed to go past the EXIT doors and officially into Australian soil, where my worried friend was waiting, frantically texting me but there was no way I could reply to him because the officers had my mobile phone (or rather it was placed aside with items they wanted to inspect further and I was told not to touch it despite the buzzer going off from incoming texts). It was surely a crappy way to begin our holiday feeling like a dirty, sinful, law-breaking mongrel of an illegal immigrant.
