Laptops lost in airports

Midnight in the Muscat airport.
Midnight in the Muscat airport.

As a very frequent flyer, I can understand that 12,000+ laptops are lost each week in U.S. airports. What’s shocking is that, according to a study, only 33% of laptops that make it to lost-and-found are reclaimed. My first thought is: insurance fraud. Lose it, claim it, get a new machine.

The point of the study, though, is really data loss, theft, and abuse. Who cares about the hardware? Wouldn’t it be fascinating to know how many of those never-claimed laptops sitting in lost-and-found actually contain sensitive data? And when was the machine last logged into? After the loss?

Having lost a few precious things myself (a special scarf, an autographed book), I know how impossible it is to contact airport lost-and-found, and the runaround you get if you luck out and reach a human. “You have to contact the airline,” “just file a report online,” “the airline controls those gates,” etc. Hopeless.

And I hate to say it but, I’m convinced that airplane cleaners reward their thankless jobs by the old “finders keepers” law. How else to explain a book left between the window seat and the wall, gone without a trace five minutes after I disembarked? Losers weepers.

Who\'s alert after suffering the human maze?
Who's alert after suffering the human maze?

I just re-read the study, Ponemon Institute’s Airport Insecurity: The Case of Missing & Lost Laptops.
I had first read it back in July when its stats were thoroughly discussed on Schneier’s site. One of my own comments there is “no departments try to return property. Look at all the staffing cuts. Who’s the first to go? An individual might try to return something, but not a department. Even if you know you left something on a plane, even if you report it a minute after you get off, you can kiss it goodbye.”

Most laptops are lost at the security checkpoint—no surprise. People think the area is full of “security” personnel, and that makes their stuff secure. Many times, I pick up my own computer, then Bob’s. No one notices or cares that I picked up two machines. No one questions me whether I have two in my arms at once, or pack up mine and walk off with another.

While the report’s stats are interesting, I think the “Recommendations and Conclusions” are unrealistic. They suggest you allow enough time, as if you haven’t just run between terminals as fast as you can to make your “airline legal” but still-tight connection. They suggest you carry less; hey, we carry what we need, and what we don’t trust the airlines (or TSA) with in checked bags. They suggest you think ahead and have a mental strategy at security. That works—as long as you aren’t in a sleep-deprived fog from flying 14 or more cramped hours and now you don’t know if it’s morning or night. And as long as everything at the checkpoint goes smoothly, which is never certain. Someone cuts in front of you and delays you from getting to the other side, where your stuff sits vulnerable. A bossy TSA agent disrupts your strategy because he wants it done his way. TSA needs to rescan half your stuff and your items are spread out all over.

I have long had a strategy. I lay down my things—always the same things—in a strict order. This allows me to pick them up on the other side and reassemble everything quickly and logically. Every once in a while, that bossy TSA employee will rearrange my things, or hold back some of them in order to re-run someone else’s. This tampers with the otherwise reliability of my strategy.

I like two of the study’s recommendations. One is obvious, to label your laptop so you can be easily contacted. The other mildly recommends that airports make it easier for passengers to report losses. That would really help. Fat chance.

Travel is glamorous

Out cold. Five small boys asleep on the floor of the Dubai airport. An older boy sits off to the right. A girl cuddles against her sleeping mother, in black. Somewhere, there must be an infant, as a baby bottle is standing behind the mother. Eventually the father arrived and squatted over his brood.
Out cold. Five small boys asleep on the floor of the Dubai airport. An older boy sits off to the right. A girl cuddles against her sleeping mother, in black. Somewhere, there must be an infant, as a baby bottle is standing behind the mother. Eventually the father arrived and squatted over his brood.

Example of a journey that did not go smoothly.

1. Taxi was late picking us up at home.
2. Taxi reeked of cigarette.
3. Taxi broke down, but limped into the airport. (Driver had to be picked up from the airport.)
4. Virgin Atlantic was unable to check us in. (Travel agent did something wrong in ticketing.)
5. Travel agent couldn’t be reached for about an hour. Almost too late, but not quite.
6. Due to ticketing anomalies, our luggage could only be tagged and checked through to London, forcing us to pick them up and re-check them there.
7. All four of our suitcases were marked for “random” searching.
8. The security tape we put on our suitcases was removed by TSA, making the contents vulnerable for the rest of the journey.
9. Power outlet at Las Vegas airport was dead but I didn’t notice and completely drained my computer battery.
10. Had to go through immigration and customs in London in order to re-check the bags.
11. Emirates Airlines at Gatwick could only tag bags as far as Muscat.
12. No lounge access at Gatwick. (Emirates Air no longer allows Star Alliance Gold members.)
13. Exit row seats promised on Emirates are not exit row. Plus, someone else is assigned to the same seats we are. (Fixed: exit row seats had been assigned properly, but boarding passes were printed incorrectly.)
14. Couldn’t check email in Dubai, computer battery dead. (Could have charged computer on the London-to-Dubai flight, but I was too tired to deal with it.)
15. Same problem with seats Dubai-to-Muscat. (Eventually resolved.)
16. Had to buy visas in Muscat just to collect and re-check luggage to Salalah (Oman).
17. Shoulder strap of my heavy carry-on bag broke. Must hand-hold from now on.
18. Driver in Salalah had too small a car for us plus luggage. Called for another car. Waited half an hour.
19. At maritime immigration office, officer could not find Oman visas in passports. Waited an hour while he and four others flipped through our many passport pages. (Eventually resolved.)
20. Driver’s car got flat tire. Had to wait for another car and transfer everything.

After 37 hours, we and all our luggage arrived safely. Not too bad, really; just exhausting.

Luggage theft at Las Vegas airport carousels

Luggage on an airport carousel.
Luggage on an airport carousel.

Big article in today’s Las Vegas Review Journal on bag theft at the McCarran airport carousels. No surprise. This isn’t new. In my book, I wrote:

It’s rare, nowadays, to find an airport that checks bag tags. Our policy is to get to the baggage claim area immediately. We don’t allow our suitcases to ride the carousel unattended, where they might “get legs.” In Las Vegas, a man was recently arrested for serial luggage theft. He stole only black bags, simply lifting them off the conveyor belt and walking out as if they were his. When challenged by a rightful owner, he’d apologize and say the bag looked just like his own. This unsophisticated system worked well for quite some time, until he walked off with a bag that belonged to an FBI agent. When the thief was arrested, his apartment was found to contain racks and racks of sorted clothes: men’s, women’s, and children’s. He’d been selling it to second-hand stores in $300 lots, the maximum cash-in-advance the stores would give him.

To prevent your luggage going intentionally or accidentally missing thanks to someone who thought “it looked just like mine,” decorate your bag with something that won’t fall off. I have green tennis racket wrap around the handle of my generic black roll-aboard. Who could mistake it for theirs?

Bambi and Bob Arno with luggage. No carousel here!
Bambi and Bob Arno with luggage. No carousel here!

And to explain the tape on our luggage, I also wrote this:

Now I’m going to reveal the raggedy edge of my latent obsessive-compulsive propensity. I actually run a strip of tape—something similar to duct tape—around the seam of my suitcase. Yes, I really do. I began doing it in order to keep condensation and rain from leaking in and staining my clothes, which had happened more than once on longhaul flights. But I soon realized the security value of the tape. Although it takes only a moment to stick on and I use the same strip over and over, it adheres strongly to the aluminum. It’s very much a deterrent to tampering and, for better or worse, makes the bag appear quite shabby. Look: I travel hundreds of thousands of miles every year. Some things I just know.

Excerpt from Travel Advisory: How to Avoid Thefts, Cons, and Street Scams
Chapter Three: Getting there—With all Your Marbles

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11/5/09 Update: Why airport luggage thieves steal black bags
More about airport theft:
…¢Airport danger and the strategist thief
…¢Laptops lost in airports
…¢Thieves in Airports

Airport observations

View from the lounge.
View from the lounge.

So many airport ticket agents spend their work hours in terrible environments. In particular, I notice the noise level. Baggage belts and security scanners can be deafening, and they are constant. Screeching security door alarms and PA announcements add additional layers of racket.

I’m amazed at how little attention is paid to the sound of things, especially things that people have to work with day in and day out. Airports have a lot of these sounds. I guess it’s assumed that the target market passes through these irritations briefly and seldom, making them ignorable. But what about frequent flyers, like me, and airport employees?

Tired travelers in terminal misery.
Tired travelers in terminal misery.

Take the electric carts that carry late, handicapped, tired, or overburdened people to and from the gates. Some carts are silent, but in some airports, they beep with a piercing insistence whenever they are in use. Those poor drivers! Inter-terminal trains and trams: some, such as those at McCarran Airport in Las Vegas, beep-beep-beep blastingly to signal the approach of the next tram. At the gates, jetway doors shriek shrilly when opened, or when they simply misbehave. And the sound I most dislike? TSA employees who pace the security line and shout orders like boot camp drill sergeants. I spend a lot of time in airports, so I have time to notice these things.

Alaska Airlines notices, too. The company provides custom earplugs to its flight attendants (though not free—they pay half). The earplugs are individually molded to their ears and muffle the engine roar while allowing them to hear voices. Wonderful. Yet, only half the airline attendants were wearing them, on the recent flights I took.

At the other extreme, Air Canada forced me to remove earplugs during takeoff and landing. “It’s a Canadian law,” the flight attendant said.

There’s a funny sign at the international terminal at McCarran Airport in Las Vegas: “No liquids or snow globes past security.”

I love the various scooters employees zip around on in Scandinavian airports. The police use Segways at O’Hare.

Acoustic and luminous

Blue tie shoes on the streets of DartmouthMaybe it’s a good idea to change the subject. Too much Barcelona negativity. So how ’bout, instead, I share a sign I saw at Cagliari airport (Sardinia) over the baggage conveyor belt? Faithfully translated from the Italian, with the Italian:

ATTENZIONE AL SEGNALE ACUSTICO LUMINOSO DI PREAVOISO MOVIMENTO MASTRO.
PAY ATTENTION TO THE ACOUSTIC AND LUMINOUS SIGNAL FOREWARNING TAPE MOVEMENT.

Shame I didn’t have a camera handy when I saw it.