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4 May 2010 tagged airport, al fatih mosque, argument, australia, baby, baby chickens, bahrain, bazaar, birthday, boarding, bombs, breakfast, bus, bus driver, canada, castle, chick peas, chicks, cold shower, couple, crying, darius, diary, dinar, dollar, dormitory, drugs, felafel, fight, food, football, france, grotto, homosexual, illegal immigrants, immigration, incredibly homosexual hotel employee, iran, iraq, koran, lahore, magnifying glass, manama, market, mirror, mohammad, money, muslims, national museum, officer, pakistan, persepolis, photos, pouch, prophet, pussy, qu'ran, qu'ran museum, rice, ruins, saddam hussein, samosas, sandra, security, shiite, shiraz, shoes, souk, spain, sunni, taxi, tea, tomb, tour, travel, upgrade, verses, visa, yadz with no comments
day 366 – i had an early start, checked out and headed to the airport. the idiot security officer poked holes in my shoes (checking for bombs or drugs or some shit) which pissed me off. in total i had to take off my shoes three times and the security people were arseholes. in the [...]