A CLINK at Passport Control in Germany!

You might enjoy this story. Recently, as I was traveling and connecting flights, I had to go through Passport Control. As you know, this is always stressful. The lines can be long, we hope it won’t take forever.

When it was my turn, I walked up to the window. I pulled out my passport, I heard a clink, I didn’t think much of it, but wondered why the Agent was looking at me so seriously. They do have intimidating looks.

THEN he lifted up my Angel coin and said, “Is this YOURS?”

“Wow, why YES,” I said smiling.

He tried to keep his serious composure, but had a grin. I told him, ”This is a special moment for both of us! What were the chances that this would happen? Thank you for giving it back!”

I often have an Angel coin in my purse. Somehow, the Angel coin ended up in the pages of my passport.

I hope I’ve made you smile. We never know what surprises await us from day to day!

That day, I did feel like I was being “watched over,” and I bet that Agent felt the same. At least he had a funny story to tell when he took a break.

8 thoughts on “A CLINK at Passport Control in Germany!

  1. I love your angel coin! You know, being in the presence of someone wielding even a modicum of authority can sometimes stir up feelings of guilt and fear. Nowhere is this more prevalent than at airport border protection and customs, either at home or abroad. I have an innate fear of the people who get to decide whether or not I’m worthy of entering an entire country: what if I answer their questions incorrectly? What if I accidentally packed something forbidden and that cute but fearsome beagle rats me out? Thanks for sharing, and have a good day 🙂 Aiva xx

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  2. A moment of wonder! Maybe also a reminder of the holy season about to follow. I think there was more of a presence there than just you and the agent. Is the coin actual currency and if so, do you know from which country?

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  3. While serving one of my tours in Frankfurt Germany, I learned the hard way what a “pfennig check” was. See, when you go into a Gasthuase or bar in Germany, if anyone in the bar screams “pfennig check”, a pfennig being the German equivalent of a penny, and you did not have one, the next round of drinks was on you. For everyone. When I got caught, there were about 30 drinkers, and my bill was around 40 DM (I forget the dollar equivalent). When I left Germany 3 years later, the pfennig in wallet had made an imprint in the leather. Damn right. I FOREVER had one of those damn things available.

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