It was a frosty winter day in London. Gray rain clouds gathered in compacted groups in the sky. I was on my way to the airport. I enjoy the airport, especially when it’s time to board the plane. The airport was quite close to my house, so I could easily walk there with my luggage. Before I started the walk from my house to the airport, I made sure I had my passport. One step at a time, and I eventually made it to the airport. I was standing on the edge of the curb waiting for my passport to be checked when suddenly an employee asked: “Can I check your passport?”