When Michael Winter found no one to take care of his goldfish, he knew he had no choice but to bring him to where he would spend his summer: to Newfoundland.
Upon his arrival over at Pearson airport, Michael knew that we would have a long time negotiating with the airport officials to allow his goldfish on board, and so he told people behind him that they “might be better off in another line.”
Security took one look at the goldfish bowl on the conveyor belt and said, “No, no, you can’t bring a fish on board.” I said there was nothing in the regulations about a live fish. The line was halted and a manager fetched, who sized up the situation and also said no. We continued up the chain in this way until the person who, I think, built the airport security system came and agreed with me that, technically, I was allowed to bring the goldfish on board.
Onboard the plane, some crazy things happened while Michael was fast asleep, and the goldfish would end up co-piloting the flight.
Find out more about Michael’s fantastic adventure with his goldfish, and see more of his adventures over at The Walrus.
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