An account of my brother in law's trip...
I remember that time was middle of January this year. He visited N.Z. for his migration. Before he came here, he prepared lots of packages for me from my mother. Most of them were kinds of food. For example there were Kim-chee, Kim-chee of picked young radishes, chilly sauce, soy-bean sauce, and some dried side dishes etc. As you might be aware, Kim-chee is an essential food for Koreans. It weighed about 30kg more than his own baggage.
When he was entering into this country, he was unfortunately caught by the customs inspection. The reason was overweight, carrying in food, and some drinks. At that time, a customs officer told him, "Why did you carry them?" "Why did you come here?" "Where are you going?" "What's that stuff?" "What's your occupation?"...etc. But, he couldn't say anything because he cannot speak English. "..........." He was silent and made no response at all. Just then they gradually had doubts about him. They were wondering what that food is used for. They started to test them one by one. They left him with one word, "Hang on, please." These behaviors continued again and again. After about 5 minutes, they came back and left him with one saying again, "Just a moment." "I'll be back in a jiffy." These kind of repeated actions made him crazy. I think that such an inspection took us about 3 hours. At that time, I had to wait for my brother in law in the waiting room. I was going to mad because the waiting was extremely boring.
After the inspection finished, we finally met each other. As soon as he saw me and then told me, " I really wanted to drink a Soju furiously." I understood his feelings. 'What a poor guy' I think that they thought him as a peddler who carries his wares on his back because he carried lots of baggage about food. Anyway, I was so glad because I met my brother in law as well as took all those stuff.
When he was entering into this country, he was unfortunately caught by the customs inspection. The reason was overweight, carrying in food, and some drinks. At that time, a customs officer told him, "Why did you carry them?" "Why did you come here?" "Where are you going?" "What's that stuff?" "What's your occupation?"...etc. But, he couldn't say anything because he cannot speak English. "..........." He was silent and made no response at all. Just then they gradually had doubts about him. They were wondering what that food is used for. They started to test them one by one. They left him with one word, "Hang on, please." These behaviors continued again and again. After about 5 minutes, they came back and left him with one saying again, "Just a moment." "I'll be back in a jiffy." These kind of repeated actions made him crazy. I think that such an inspection took us about 3 hours. At that time, I had to wait for my brother in law in the waiting room. I was going to mad because the waiting was extremely boring.
After the inspection finished, we finally met each other. As soon as he saw me and then told me, " I really wanted to drink a Soju furiously." I understood his feelings. 'What a poor guy' I think that they thought him as a peddler who carries his wares on his back because he carried lots of baggage about food. Anyway, I was so glad because I met my brother in law as well as took all those stuff.
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