We got this seriously funny story from a friend of ours from Colorado who recently arrived for the Thanksgiving Holiday to their beautiful condo in Puerto Aventuras. They take drug smuggling serious in Mexico…
Family and friends update and recap of Mark and Cindi’s Travel day from Denver to Cancun:
We made it here, almost without issue yesterday.
Parking and getting through DIA was a piece of cake, flight good.
For those of you that have been through Cancun airport, you’ll relate to this visual. In all, I am sure you will get a chuckle.
Beagle Like this Tagged Us in Cancun for Drugs!
You have your passports checked, and then you go to a big area for your luggage. As you enter this big area; Cindi decides to go to the left to get Scrappy checked in since it took a while in May. I go to the right with our carry on luggage to pick up our other bag. Chatting with others, as you can imagine. It’s moderately busy with 3 planes coming in at the same time.
Out of the corner of my eye, two men are rapidly walking through the people lead by this cute little Beagle (we’ll call him Drugy for the purpose of the story). He is really moving around checking every one out and there is quite a few of us, looked like a Kibbles and Bits commercial. Comes to me, quick sniff at me, one of my carry on bags, two steps and SCREECH….! Drugy spins around and back to the bag. He is going NUTS sniffing around one of the zippers, almost unzipping it. The men look at me “Mr. may we look in the bag?”, I begin to laugh knowing what we will find and un zipping the bag.
I pull out Scrappy’s dog treats that Cindi opened at DIA for Scrappy. The dog handler now is not as joyous because he didn’t find drugs. Drugy sits down on his hunches looking at the handler “can I have one? Can I, Can I..huh huh?” The other guy reads the label (somewhat chuckling) and tells me we can not bring beef in, just chicken or pork and he would have to keep the bag. He comments to the handler, Drugy may want one, he is now less amused.
As it ended up, handler had to take Drugy back to have his senses cleaned and reprogrammed for what he was to be looking for. So they could finish the sweep. I was cracking up under my sober face, the non handler was still chuckling. Then joyous Cindi shows back up, “what’s taking so long?” I responded you’ll never believe this, I’ll tell you outside. Luggage checked out good, hit the green light and away we went.
I still can’t quit laughing though.
