Confessions of an immigration detainee part 2
So, when last I posted, I was being detained at Barajas Airport in Madrid by Spanish Immigration and was about to try to get some sleep…
Confessions of an immigration detainee
Whilst travelling in foreign countries, any number of calamities might befall the unwary wanderer – third-degree sunburn, a virulent case of “Delhi belly”, pickpockets – but surely the most calamitous of all must be to lose your passport. Yes folks, when I cock up, I cock up muy, muy grande.