How Honey Helped Me Through Immigration

Flying in South Sudan brings oh so many stories with it. I mean really, all you have to do to realize this is land a Juba Airport and enter the arrival hall one day, which wins the prize for “the most illogically set up room in the world”. Yes, Juba airport has a total of 3 rooms: one arrival hall, one check in/”immigration” and one departure hall. And all 3 are perhaps the most frustrating places in the world. In particular, the arrival hall can take you a total of 2.5 hours to cross (yes, one room). But more on that in a later blog post…

Today’s blog is about a different “airport.” This is a wee airport located in Yambio, Western Equatoria State that we arrive and fly out of with the kind services of the World Food Programme’s United Nations Humanitarian Air Services (UNHAS) flights. Now last time I flew into Yambio, I was made to pay an immigration fee AND I got a stamp in my passport, which now constitutes probably the coolest stamp in my passport:

So why, you may be asking yourself, was I paying an immigration fee and getting a stamp in my passport if I had not left the country? The easiest, and most common answer is – just don’t look for the logic. However, check out the date. Yup, 2nd of July. Before I even arrived in South Sudan. Before SOUTH SUDAN WAS EVEN A COUNTRY. So yeah, perhaps the memo on independence did not reach them or I entered some time warp where time stayed still. Or the immigration officer just did not know how to change the date on his stamp and wanted to collect a fee. You pick.

Anyway, fast forward to my most recent trip where we were going to fly out of the same airport. However, this time, I was going to refuse to pay any immigration fee. So when I went to “check in” (a proceedure that involves entering the “immigration office” and declaring you are here, and sometimes maybe they may look through one of your bags – but anyway, a procedure avoided by many both unintentionally or intentionally) I intentionally did not take my passport with me. Here is how the conversation went:

Immigration Officer: I need your passport

Me: But sir, I did not leave the country

Immigration Officer: But it is a state regulation

Me: But sir, you are now one country. If I don’t leave the country, I don’t take my passport.

Immigration Officer: But each state can make its own regulation.

Me: In my country we also have states, but we don’t need to carry our passports to cross them.

Immigration Officer: Well I need to see whether you are not from South Sudan.

Me: Ummm can you not tell that I am not from here? I can tell you where I am from if you want? Also, here is my South Sudanese Driving License.

Immigration Officer: You can drive?

Me: Well, I assume so if your government was willing to issue me with a driving license.

Immigration Officer: Well let me check your bag then.

(**Note a queue has started to form behind me – but this is not deterring me from standing my ground).

Immigration Officer ruffles through my handbag and finds a bottle of honey that I had brought to take home.

Immigration officer: What is this?

Me: Honey, I bought it at the Suk (=market in Arabic).

Immigration officer: You speak Arabic?

Me: Only a little bit.

Immigration officer: Where is my honey?

Me: But you live here you can just go to the suk to get your honey.

Immigration officer: But you are my family, you should be giving me honey.

Me: No I don’t think we are family.

Immigration officer: Why?

Me: Because my family would not need to ask for my passport to verify my identity.

Immigration officer (now exasperated and looking at the queue behind me): Ok fine, you are checked in.

Now if only check in in other airports was this easy.

Advertisements
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

3 Responses to How Honey Helped Me Through Immigration

  1. Nantume says:

    Astrid, this beats any airport story I have ever heard! Next time EU immigration officers bother me with my Austrian residence card (which they don’t recognize) that I carry with my Ugandan passport, I shall use a combination of Arabic, and produce honey to sweeten my entry!

  2. Jamie says:

    Astrid, I loved this post! Hope you don’t mind my linking to it from my blog. What a great experience! Good for you!!!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s