Wow. This discussion has made me realize how lucky I am.
In 2003 I went to the UK visit a man I had been exchanging email with for 3 weeks.
We had talked a few times on the phone as well.
I was able to get a super deal with Delta and planned a first date visit of 4 days. I had the return ticket, about 22 dollars in cash, a credit card and a debit card. Oh, and a small airplane size bag.
Now I had traveled to Britain many times before and even was a student way back in 1979-1980. ( I was lucky that time too. I arrived with no visa or anything thinking I could just go in. I happened to have my letter of matriculation in my purse and they gave me a student visa on the spot. It was no trouble and the IO was very sweet. )
I got to Gatwick all excited. Ready for an adventure.
(I was 43 at the time...)
When I was asked what I was doing in Britain, I blurted out that I going on a blind date! Those exact words. (What a dipstick!) I told them that we had been talking for about three weeks and we thought it was time to see if there was anything to this 'thing'. I really thought she would be interested and had ~NOOOO idea I was in trouble.
Well that little comment got me detained in the back, questioned and searched. 'Grace' (IO's name) couldn't understand why I had so little money on me and I kept explaining that I was only here for three days, had a ticket back, and had my credit card. They asked me several times who gave me the money for the ticket.
Now, I am a middle aged mother of two and they thought I couldn't take care of myself? I was very frustrated, they wouldn't listen to me. And I was starting to get worried I would not get to meet this man. (See I was more concerned about the possible relationship than breaking the law.)
They asked me all sorts of questions about this man I was meeting, about where he worked and about his family. They asked me where he was from and how long he had worked at his job. I answered all her questions as we already knew this stuff about each other by then.
I HONESTLY thought they were concerned for my welfare, that they were worried I was getting together with some sort of predator axe murderer type.
Poor man, he was in the reception lounge with a big bunch of carnations waiting for me. He knew nothing about what was happening. He told me later he about to go home, unable to figure out what sort of scam I was running. No money had ever been exchanged or asked for or anything.
To make a long story short, in the end they found my date in the airport, asked him the same questions and the stories matched. Perhaps in the end they decided that we were obviously so naive that our story HAD to be true! They let me go with a stamp that is much larger than the normal and the "6months" (the time I could stay) was handwritten.
That man who was waiting for me is my husband now and we had a posh boat built to live on and called it "The Grace and Favour" in the IO's honour. It's been in magazines and all.
We have been going strong and happy now for 5.5 years now. I wish I could tell her that!
I think my grandmother really wanted me to come back to Britain, she must have been looking out for me, both times!( ancestry visa.)