I queued up (knowing the weight limit was 25kg) and I put my big bag on the scale. It was 26kg. I was thinking SHIT, SHIT, SHIT be a nice person on the desk. This was with Air Transat. But then she saw I had a backpack on and asked me to put that on as well. I had totally packed out my backpack with the heaviest things (excluding liquids) like books and electronics because they never check hand luggage weight normally. After the bow and arrows too it was was 38kg or something stupid. She said that it would be about CAN$200 to pay the excess. My mind was racing. She was really nice and saying that I should ring my parents and use their credit cards to pay. Yeah like I am ringing my parents at 1am to ask for 100 pounds. I walked away with all my stuff and toyed with ringing someone for assistance but I knew I was on my own. I only had CAN$20 on me and I still wanted to buy food after going through security. I knew I needed to throw some stuff away. I went to the disabled toilet and sorted my stuff out until I had a small pile of stuff that I could afford to throw away. Then I layed myself up good and proper. 3 pairs of shorts and 3 pairs of trousers. Then I put on 5 t-shirts and 3 thick jumpers. Plus 2 scarves and a woolly hat. I was boiling and I could hardly walk but I walked back to the check-in desk. I ended up with a different woman. My big suitcase was now 20kg plus 2kg for the bow and arrows. She didnt care about my hand luggage. After it all went through and I had my ticket I went back to the toilet. My small pile of dispensable possessions were still there as I had left them (except I had an inkling someone had read my National Geographic whilst in there). I packed out my previously only half-full backpack but I had overspill. I had 2 plastic bags knocking around so I filled them up with wellies and hiking boots. My pockets were also bulging. This is how I went through security. The metal detector went off of course. But the metal zips were deep under the layers of trousers. The man was confused with the paddedness but I got through. As soon as the seatbelt sign went off on the plane I took most of the layers off and took up an entire overhead storage locker to myself what with the bags of boots, the huge backpack and piles of clothes. Shortly before the descent I got back into my layers. After picking up my luggage at London I got re-changed in the toilet there. Then I went and met my Dad in the arrivals area.
