Traveling into another country has taken on a whole new meaning. The Namibian border patrol were the most invasive people we have ever met. First it took foreever to get through immigration because there were asking us all so many questions. Then they wanted to go throguh our bags at customs. They proceeded to separate the boys and girls, and go though all our stuff. FYI: Jing went in with the girls for some unknown reason. I was second in line, and had just seen them go though Patricia's bag very completely. So when she unpacks my backpack I told her that she can look through it all, but she would also be repacking it. I had spent an hour this morning getting everything into my backpack. She took out two things, my drink mix and my bath stuff. She was not interested in repacking my bag apparently, but she did take 3 of my drink mixes and my conditioned. Apparently I look like I could be smuggling cocaine into there country and she needed to inspect my drink mix. It was so messed up. She took Jessica's tissues also. We are carrying around expensive clothes, cameras, jewelry, and computers but they want conditioner and tissues. Smart.
Did I mention they kept asking us if we are bringing any diamonds into the country?? Um......Poor Student......No
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