On route home via Singapore in 2010, we had a drawn out layover in Shanghai. Numerous passport checks, security checks, a passport stamp (despite not leaving the airport), and hang ups at the boarding desk were made to feel endless due to a painful hangover I'd acquired celebrating our final night in the Lion City. Our stop in Hong Kong on the way there seemed relaxed, but Shanghai seemed overrun with make-work checkpoints. Oh, China.
All of those magnets I bought in Singapore also got me a private room for my luggage to be searched. It was all kind of entertaining to be honest, and I had fun snapping pictures of our time chilling out in the airport.