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Originally Posted by Jet Gorgon  Awww. I always had a soft spot for San Francisco airport. I was flying just after the inflight smoking bans were enforced. Got to SF immigration and this cute gay boy was the officer. He was polite and sweet, so I asked him where I could go for a smoke. He just closed his gate (dunno, 20 folks behind me?) and took me to a bar/restaurant and asked the waitress to seat me in the smoking area. That's class. Think I smoked and drank wine for the duration of my morning stopover.
Another one that used to p* me off was Anchorage. I think that was the Tokyo-London stopover. Naff food and way expensive. And boring. |
Flew from LAX to Melbourne in '95. Flight stopped first in Sydney. After I think 16hrs inflight without a smoke, many pax were happy to be on land and looking forward to a smoke.
Strangely, Australia didnt have us clear immig in Sydney (first port of arrival); no smoking lounges nor any way to get landside. Flight to Melbourne still another three hours away.
Desperate times call for desperate measures as me ole gran used to say!
Quick check of the departure monitor showed the gate from which the next flight to Tokyo would depart. Eureka! says I; no way Japanese tourists won't be allowed a smoking lounge!
Went to gate, one of four or so in a cluster. No smoking lounge visible. Mimed to a fidgety japanese man about cigarette; he shrugged his shoulder.
Went to the men's room. No one there. Lit up. Minute later in walks a japanese man. Notices me smoking, I grin, he grins, he lights up. Another man walks in, sees the smokefest, joins in. By the time I finished my two, about eight or so Japanese men smoking in there.
I think, "Hehehehe, no way the Aussies are going to bust a dozen Japanese for smoking!", then realize I ain't Japanese, so head on out and back to my Melbourne-bound gate.