There are three things that I know, able to convert the orderly bustle of an airport in a succession of hysterical shouting and running. Namely, a terrorist threat, a volcano in Iceland (where they believe that thousands of orcs is Mordor) and a tour of Inserso. Yes, you read that right, a tour of Inserso. now be thinking that I am a cruel, ruthless and given to provoke mockery and joke of the disadvantaged sectors of society. No, or at least not in this case. In fact, some of you probably agree with me.
I have seen with these eyes that are going to eat worms and top executives of those who decide upon millions of euros and hundreds of people every day, pale literally put their hands to the head, swore perjured and lost the nerves when they arrived at Barajas in the early hours and were one of these tours at the control security.
And in those moments, nice panda abuelillos going to have control of the situation. No hurry, because often with hours in advance, which do not have any pressure. And it's showtime. To begin with, is the husband who takes notes of the two, as if the film 50, and the employee who handles the cards have to identify which is which. When they fail all the tail and heard the dreaded phrase: "Who brings the ticket?!" and get to look for bags and coats, and no one moves until they appear tickets entire group.
Then we arc security. Another number. Carry water bottle, or penknife to make the sandwich, and do not understand why he was removed, which touches the discussion with the employee on duty. And let's not take his jacket, cold weather at the airport. And that removing the belt is a indecency, that was me pants fall down. Overall, if it passes through the arch prosthesis whistle all ...
All this while, you've already completed your ritual, and stoically put up with, with your luggage in the bin, to you and touch you to pass. You better not go out of time, because you will lose the flight. Have much experience in life, not going to let you easily brew.
And then comes the gate, who have already settled two hours before you arrive. And the line that usually forms becomes a cloud as the ground staff comes on duty. And you can not drain, no. Now the problem is not listed DNIs or anything like it. Last week the shipment was stopped because a lady had lost her husband and was moved around the group, blocking the door, until the poor guy came back from the bathroom. And of course, lost the slot. This is not to say that the fault of the poor abuelillos to go on vacation, no. An airport is a myriad of rules and rituals, and men rushing gray, if you're not used to not know, is standard. This is an argument against the airport staff, usually living example of the ineptitude, which is unable to tell when someone has more flight hours than a gadfly of the chard and when someone is the first time he steps on an airport.