I've told a few stories on RSB about traveling the world with a cue. One time I was in Europe getting on my plane. I already went through security, The airline personnel stopped me and was shouting, "you can't take that on here!"In January 1990, I flew out of Istanbul, Turkey to Heathrow airport in London for a pool tournament in Oxford. My plane was late into London because of a hurricane and I was in a hurry because I thought I may have missed my ground connection to Oxford.
I asked someone for directions to the ground exit and was running through the airport, like the old O.J. Simpson commercial, with my Fellini case under my arm. Right before I got to the escalator, the bobbies decided to stop me to see why I was in such a hurry and what I was carrying.
Bet they were just singling me out because I didn't have a snooker cue.![]()
I had no idea she was talking to me. I sort of pointed to myself with the "who me?" gesture.
"You can't take a sword on the plane!"
Yeah. Apparently, my Jack Justis case looked like it obviously had a sword in there, and that of course, I got through security.
Freddie <~~~ have sword, will travel