For Reasons Unknown...

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Holidays are here again but this time I have a massive idiot in tow. Having managed to get to Liverpool airport and parked up nicely in the car park it was time to trundle into the terminal to check in for the 17.30 flight to Faro. No hold baggage had been booked so we had to accommodate everything into the10kg cabin allowance which would have been fine had one of the party not been to the incorrect shop to buy his desired luggage carrier. A local shoe shop, for some reason, had been the obvious choice of luggage purveyor and then I can only presume the shop assistant heard the destination as 'Antarctica' instead of 'Albufeira'!...and probably the word 'expedition' in place of 'quiet beach holiday'. This resulted in the purchase of the most enormous coffin shaped body bag known to man with wheels that looked perfectly at home on a farmers land-rover, being filled with freshly laundered underpants and the odd string vest. Unperturbed we shuffled towards the 'have you got anything in your bag that the whole world knows not to set foot into an airport with' signage and discovered that the massive sack also contained 'banned substances' of varying quantities. The 100ml allowance was swiftly attained so the overpriced Arm&Leg toothpaste along with the Oil O'ulay defoliating foot&face balm and the African Sexy Spicy deodorant had to be ditched awkwardly at the final hurdle. Concern continued to mount at the sheer size of the trunk and no amount of 'stuffing it as hard as you could' methodology was able to get it to fit into the statutory allowance display. Heated discussions then took place into the benefits of butchering the wheels and undercarriage off which were the parts that seemed to be sticking out about 2ft over the allowed parameters. Airport staff had to be consulted at this point and verified that if the bulging trunk could be persuaded to bend in half then with some degree of lateral thinking it might stand a chance of being allowed onto the aircraft but not inside the sitting bit....basically it had to go as hold baggage with all the other 'massive' suitcases that folk take on holiday full of their worldly belongings when they visit the sunshine.



This first post blog title was inspired today by...'The Killers.....For Reasons Unknown'' ....basically I have no idea why you would go to a shoe shop to buy luggage?....but what do I know?




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