Back in 2004, I was traveling with my mom to Bangladesh, and we landed in Dubai for a layover.

When it was time to take off her shoes and put them through the x-ray machine, my mom started yelling about how she wasn't going to do it. I told her that she could either send the shoes through the machine or spend an indeterminate amount of time in an Emirati jail. Her choice. She put her shoes through finally.