The Immigration Nazi

29 08 2007

Well I had quite the scare at the Mexican airport. Ok, no bomb threats or any delays or anything but this was something out of the ordinary. After a 4 hour and 35 minute plane ride from Bogota to Mexico City, I had to quickly jump on another connecting flight to Guadalajara within the hour. I thought it would be a quick and easy process. I was wrong. I had to pass through immigration first and when I saw the line up I just choked. It was probably going to be a 1.5 to 2 hour wait the way the line went. I was like, oh gosh, I’ll never make my connecting flight in time! To make matters worse, these four (fairly overweight) elderly American couple budged right in front of me. I was going to say something but I was like, what’s the point. After about 15 minutes waiting in line, there was this lady that came by asking if we had a connecting flight. If we had, we could go through a shorter line! Sweet action. Why didn’t she come by earlier so I didn’t have to stress out? Anyways, I went on the shorter line and that’s when I met the Immigration Nazi. I’m not sure if this guy had a bad day or if he is like this all the time. He was quite upset at people not filling out their immigration papers out properly. I could even hear him about 30 feet away trying to explain it to people. After a few minutes it got even worse. He stepped outside his desk and came out to the line. He showed a sample immigration paper to everyone in the line up and said if we didn’t fill out it the papers properly we would have to go all the way back of the line! He explained every single box and where to sign our names. I thought people would get it by now but the funny thing was that the Americans who budged in line early had to go all the way back of the line for missing some fields! Sweet justice! When it was my turn, I took a huge gulp. The Immigration Nazi asked me a few questions and I was quick to answer hoping I had filled out my papers correctly. After an agonizing few minutes which seemed to take forever, he finally stamped my passport and I was off to my connecting flight to Guadalajara that I managed to make!


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