I kept with the realistic fictional horror of the airport again this week…
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Jan just arrived at LAX and is attempting to make in through customs.
“Ticket and Passport.”
“Here ya go.”
“Where are you traveling from?”
“South Korea.”
“Specifically?”
“I flew in from Seoul.”
“How long were you in South Korea?”
“One month.”
“What was the nature of your visit?”
“I was studying culinary arts. I was studying molecular gastronomy in Jeonju.”
“Where’s that?”
“Still in South Korea.”
“You didn’t go anywhere else?”
“No.”
“You’ve never been to North Korea?”
“No!”
“Ok, do you have anything you’d like to declare?”
“No?”
“Is there anything else you’d like to tell me.”
“No.”
“Security!”
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