Oh..My..God and flying priests
After I got to the airport and finally found the right monitor and check in point, I relaxed a little. About 5 minutes later an american couple turned up only to find out that their flight had been cancelled, which isnt nice for anyone..except she sounded like Janice from Friends, Im sure the character must have been based on her ¨OOHH MMYY GGOOOD FFRANNKK¨ she kept whining then all the papers of the tour operator came out and then she got louder trying to speak spanish and I did feel sorry for Frank. So afyter 20minutes we had established that Carlos and Pablo had given them the wrong numbers, she couldnt get through to anyone so they were just going to join our queue even though its a different airline and calm down even though Janice was totally frickin freakin out here. Then I got served and went away very quickly because she was rubbing everyone up the wrong way.
Now Peurto Iguassus airport is far more exciting than Sao Paulos. Theres some really cool crystal shops with big Toucans (about 2.5 foot) made out of crystals I would have loved one but I doubt I would be able to have clothes in my luggage allowance if I did ( 18.1kg by the way!!!)
So after buying a print, a couple of books I went and found coffee and kicked round the airport for a few hours. Janice and Frank passed me a little later looking far more relaxed and Janice walked off infront whilst Frank trailed behind.
Eventually security opened and I went through it fine again ( I think its just when me and Laura go anywhere together we cause problems with the security now!). There were 2 ladies who had all of their hand luggage gone through, a chap who kept setting it off and they couldnt fathom out why ( I reckon hip replacement) and eventually let him through. And then there was a priest who set it off which obviously put the guards in a bit of a flap about how to set about going through his luggage and searching him. He got escorted to a room and the appeared a bit later so I presume it was done off show to savfe embarrasment.. or maybe worse..