At the moment I’m lying in bed with a box of lotion Kleenex and my laptop toplap. Under normal circumstances I’d be at work, but I’m taking a few days off due to an annoyingly bad headcold. My sinuses are all congested, making both breathing and thinking somewhat difficult and painful. Still I figured I have some time to kill and it’s been nearly two months since I last updated this thing. Sorry, not much excuse for it. Lately I’ve been in a combination state of too busy and too lazy, which is admittedly a bit of a contradiction…
Anyhow, during the last two weeks of 2009 my boyfriend and I were in California visiting my family for the holidays, an experience that was stressful but mostly relaxing and fun. The main contributor to the stress factor was the fact that my suitcase was delayed for almost a week. Actually both of our suitcases didn’t show up when we arrived at LAX. I’ve traveled a great deal and my bags have been lost many times, so one might think I’d be used to it, but it’s always a sinking feeling with the carousel stops turning and your bags aren’t there, “Oh crap.” This means that the fate of your bags is now totally out of your control. After filing a report with the extremely slow-moving and unsympathetic baggage services clerk, we went straight to an In n Out Burger where two Animal Style Double Doubles helped us temporarily forget our baggage woes.
Previously, whenever my bags failed to show up on the carousel, they’d always arrive first thing in the morning or sometimes that same evening on the very next flight. Not this time, however. They couldn’t even locate our bags, let alone tell us when they’d be arriving. They could be in Siberia for all they knew (and probably were).
After checking the lost baggage website several times a day and talking to about a dozen different people on the phone, they located my boyfriend’s suitcase and delivered it on Christmas morning three days after we arrived. As momentous as this was, my bag still hadn’t been located. Just when I was beginning to think I’d never see it again, it was located and summarily delivered on Monday the 28th, six days after we first arrived.
Now that was a super-sized relief. When I handed my suitcase over to be checked onto our flight heading back to Sweden, I momentary thought, “hmm…will I ever see this bag again?” However, both our bags made with us when we arrived. Hooray for baggage claim.
Recently:
- Not everyone is a winner, you know…
- I am Jill’s totally neglected blog
- Special U.S. Geography Lesson: Weird Town Names (with commentary)
- America
- Lost Luggage Update: The Claim
- And apparently, the heavy snow season hasn’t even started yet.
- I’m feeling a bit poetic today
- It’s so much worse in Sweden
- Lost Luggage in Los Angeles
- Cat Physics 101
