After landing in Bucharest, I made my way to baggage collection. The collection belt was facing the customs exit. As I stood waiting for my holdall to appear, I glanced to my right at the customs, three uniformed officers were standing looking at me and all were laughing. I walked around to the other side, glanced again at them, and they were still looking at me and laughing.

Eventually, my baggage appeared, I collected it, and walked through the “Nothing to Declare” exit gate. The three officers continued to look at me, smirking and sniggering. As I passed them, I heard one in a loud booming voice say something like “Bueno sueno!”.

A couple of days later I visited “Bucharest Mall” (Bucaresti Mall). As I walked around, searching for a nice cafe to get a tea at, I looked up and saw three security guards on the balcony above, all observing me the same evil grins on their faces as the officers at airport. I went up the escalator and as soon as I passed them, they all turned around, staring at me with the same sadistic smirks and grins.