Another trip through Canberra airport, I’m selected for the “random” additional security checks. I think I’ve worked it out though, on a Sunday evening there’s so little for the security staff to do that their “random” person selector picks every third person, and anyone who stands out in the slightest gets picked on.

My hat, for some reason a threat to airport security

At least this time they were civil about the whole deal, although I am puzzled about one aspect of the whole metal-detector thing. I walked into the airport wearing shoes, socks, jeans, underpants, a belt, tee-shirt, fleece vest, fleece jacket and a hat. For some reason I have to remove the hat and it has to go through the metal detector separately. I guess I prefer it to be my hat to my underpants…