Headlines and silly travel policies

The current climate often affects what makes the headlines. Just when I thought today was a slow news day, someone walks through the wrong door at the Newark airport, causing the lockdown of a terminal. This kind of stuff shows up all the time after things like the attempted crotchbomber, but it also shows up disproportionately thanks to the media’s love of harping on the story. Sure, the door guy could have been sinister, but he also could have been an idiot who didn’t know which door to go through. Airports are hard, okay?

Shutting down the terminal was a decent headline, though. I’ll give them that.

Also, reading Continental’s website, I have to wonder what Argentina has against Americans. I know most Americans don’t know more Spanish than hola, adios, gracias, and amigo, but look at this.

Travel to Argentina
Effective December 28, citizens of the U.S., Canada and Australia are required to pay an entry fee when arriving at Buenos Aires International Airport (EZE). U.S. citizens will be charged $131 USD that will be valid for multiple entries over 10 years. Canadian citizens will be charged $70 USD per entry and Australian citizens will be charged $100 USD per entry. For complete details on the new entry fee, please visit argentina.usembassy.gov.

I know Canada and Australia are cooler, but charging them less and still in USD? The exchange rate definitely isn’t an excuse as it’s nearly 1:1 for both. Distance, maybe? Continental’s not making this up for the giggles, though. Apparently if a US citizen goes for business or tourism, they have to pay up. Argentine readers, anyone want to pretend to be my long-lost Internet cousin if I show up in Buenos Aires one day?

Never in America–or at least, never in my state

A South Korean woman passed the practical portion of her driving exam–after 950 attempts. This is something that could never happen in America, at least not in my state. After the first failure, you can retake the part you failed the next day. After the second failure, you wait a week. After the third (and any subsequent) failure, you have to wait thirty days. If this story happened in my state, it would have had to happen over the course of 79 years. Assuming you tried for the first time on your sixteenth birthday, you’d be 95 years old when you finally passed. If you live that long, then I hope it’s a very rich and fulfilling life.