At the airport.

Duty Free Shop. Tegel airport. 8:00pm. I thought it was just liquids, but now they’ve recruited make up too. My skinny L'oreal mascara was packed well; it was pretty much vacuum packed, wrapped and sealed in a sturdy plastic bag, with bright red warning signs all over: DO NOT OPEN. “Are you serious?” I asked the sales lady, who greeted me, robot like at the cashier, in both English and German. “Better not until your destination.” she advised, only in English this time. Phew, at least she’s still human.