Day 1: Goddamned Germans stole my booze.
The majority of my flight was unremarkable, until I got to Frankfurt. There things took a turn for the worse.
I bought a bottle of Patron silver at the duty-free shop in DC, thinking to bring a bit of Hispanic culture to Kiev. Naturally, I didn’t have a chance t pack it in my checked luggage, so I brought it as a carry-on. When I arrived at Frankfurt, I had about an hour to get to the far end of the airport and make my flight.… Click here to continue reading this article