Left Friday. Flight took off on time, arrived on time. Two hour layover. Flight to final destination takes off on time and lands on time. What’s this? No bags! Can’t locate them. Go to your hotel and we’ll deliver them first thing in the morning!

Bullshit they will.

I finally got my bag as I was LEAVING town and happened to see it behind the counter at the airport.

Rat bastards.

I saw my bags for exactly 10 minutes as I ran into the bathroom to change out of the clothes I’ve been wearing for the last 3 days. Then I had to turn around and re-check my bag for the flight.

I have a bad feeling that was the last time I’m going to see that suitcase ever again.

I’ll keep you posted. Now if I could only get my flight to take off like it was supposed to 5 hours ago….