Word: tourists
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...conflicts past: the olive-drab Chinook helicopters, C-130s and C-47s lie cheek by cowl off the tarmac. This is no Club Med. This, ladies and gentlemen, is the Socialist Republic of Viet Nam, a recent and tentative entrant in the lucrative global sweepstakes known as the tourist industry...
...couple, who identified themselves as Japanese Tourist Shinichi Hachiya and his daughter Mayumi, were about to leave Bahrain for Rome when immigration officials, accompanied by a Japanese diplomat, stopped them. A South Korean request for Tokyo to check travel documents had revealed that the woman held a fake passport. She would have to return to Japan. Asked if he wanted to proceed to Rome, her companion said, "It is useless to travel alone." As a guard watched over them in the Bahrain airport, the woman took out a pack of Marlboros. Removing a glass capsule, the couple consumed an unknown...
...County police knocked on the door of his rented Kendall town house and lured him outside by claiming that his van had been involved in a hit-and-run accident. They were suddenly joined by U.S. marshals and immigration agents, who arrested him on a charge of overstaying his tourist visa. Since Garay had implicated him just hours before, the marshals felt they had to act before the suspect caught wind of the news and fled. "It was a scam, but it worked," said Mell Hess of the U.S. Marshals Service...
...aptly named roadside restaurant called Huddle. "Lady," snarls the gas-station owner, "don't you ever clean your headlights with a squeegee. Stuff gets in it, and the next guy will scratch his windshield." At another stop, 200 miles farther along on the fast-food chain, a hopeful French tourist inquires, "Ou est la salade?" Cherie, you are in the land of American fried here. No salad, no apples, no milk. Just mysterious bundles from some hellish central kitchen, lying sodden beneath the infra-red lamps...
...worked out for tight-wired Neal Page (Steve Martin) in Planes, Trains and Automobiles, those travails are merely the beginning. Heading home from a marketing meeting in New York City and rudely denied his customary first-class air accommodations, he is wedged into a center seat in the tourist section between an old gentleman who snores and a chubby gentleman who chats. The latter is Del Griffith (John Candy), a salesman of shower-curtain rings and not at all Neal's kind of guy. He dresses funny, is too eager to be helpful, and has abominable snacking habits. Most reprehensible...