Yes, I thought so as well. Upon further investigation, I found out that the feelings of forsakenness stemmed from 2 main reasons. Allow me to elaborate:
1) Lulu Bag, Bulk Barn Bag, and Medium Sized Black Luggage...they may be misfits apart, but together they form a crew called "Meena's Essentials". However, Medium Sized Black Luggage is MIA - nowhere to be found! The "friendly" baggage folk did say that they would ship my bag to Siberia when they find it...for some reason that strikes me as almost comical. Again, that's kind of like saying "Ms. Nanji, you can be rest assured that when we do locate your luggage, we will be sure to send it to Timbuktu". Here's hoping!
2) Both the Lulu Bag and the Bulk Barn Bag were photographed outside Heathrow Airport in London, at precisely the same time that they were supposed to be in the overhead compartment of a flight to Irkutsk via Moscow. Ya thats right...looks like they missed their flight to Siberia!
Jokes aside....this sucks! Now I ain't lookin' for sympathy here...merely want to share my frustration at the fact that anything that can go wrong, usually does. Also, crash course in "taking things as they come"...this is an unfortunate situation but just hoping that all will iron out eventually, as it usually does. Thankfully I have such a great support system - thanks to my precious loved ones...they always help put things into perspective.
How did this all happen? Bad start to the day I guess. Munich flight was cancelled, and I was rerouted through Dusseldorf. Flight got into Heathrow with only 1 hour to spare before my next flight (at a different terminal no less). Got past border control in Terminal 1 only to realize my bag didn't share the same fate...dramatic, I know, but it's still lost in transit somewhere. By the time I filled out a missing bag report I could see the writing on the wall...there was no way I was making my London - Moscow - Irkutsk flight. Had the Munich flight not been cancelled, I would have had the comfort of enough time between my flights at Heathrow to boot it to Terminal 4 to catch my flight to Russia. But, what can you do...c'est la vie!
Although I am of the "Glass is Twice as Big as it Needs to be" school of thought, I am trying to summon that little thing called optimism that sometimes rears its pretty head in these types of situations.
Meena's Attempt at Optimism - Take 1:
I am currently in a hotel room near the airport that has HWOD - Hot Water On Demand! Just as I wished! Now if only I had ROD to catch up on Gossip Girl/Survivor/ANTM...
Meena's Attempt at Optimism - Take 2:
I am in a fluffy white bathrobe enjoying room service. I will refrain, however, from taking a picture of my meal as I think all I do on this blog is show pictures of my food. This IS really good pasta....but I must say, it would taste even better if it were in Canadian dollars.
Meena's Attempt at Optimism - Take 3:
The presence of the May 2010 In Style Magazine (UK Edition) on my hotel desk. Just what I need...a dose of Euro fashion to cheer me up :)
Ok that is all the optimism I can muster for the day. How exhausting. Over and out.
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