I flew to Minsk recently via Amsterdam.
As I stood waiting to get my case, a mate who I was travelling with asked me if I’d ever lost my luggage on a flight. I hadn’t – touch wood.
And then the carousel stopped. With no more cases on it. Mine was probably still in Amsterdam.
Two nights and three days without the things I needed and relying on friends was a good reminder that things don’t always go to plan, you can make arrangements to lessen the pain for such times (like putting spare underwear and a toothbrush in your hand luggage) and from time to time we have to rely on the goodwill of those around us.
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