Imagine this ... after a long flight from Sydney we arrive at Kathmandu airport, collect our bags and are heading out to catch a taxi. A customs officer comes over and says hello ... hello ... please come with me.
Linda and I have discussed this scenario on the plane and are giggling like little school girls ... knowing quite well what is in the luggage. I'm not sure the customs officers are impressed with us laughing.
He directs us to the x-ray machine and asks us to put our bags through and when we collect them asks us to take our bags into a little side room and put them up onto a table. He directs us to open our bags and sitting right on top are 2kg of Australia lamb sausages .... cryovaced, wrapped in a tea towel & foam and bound with duct tape ... looking very suspicious.
He indicates that he doesn't want to touch them and again directs us to open the parcel. We ask for scissors or a blade ... he walks away and a few minutes later returns with a razor blade ... BUT won't let us use it. He hacks open the parcel and the look of disgust on face is too much for us ... he looks at us and tells us to go away ... go ... go ... go ... leave the airport! I'm sure he thought the parcel was going to be more sinister than good old Aussie snags .... maybe he thought they were beef!
Linda and I managed not to end up in a Neapli Gaol, but it was another experience in Kathmandu.
We are planning to have a good old fashioned Aussie BBQ with our friends on Saturday ... watch this space.
ps .... we are actually working very hard and planning our new projects.