One of the largest reasons why I hate going to the airport is because they lose stuff all of the time, however more luggage is lost in the airport than holiday gifts at the post office. My mom took a flight across the country and he had to go without his luggage for 3 mornings! I took a flight to see our mom. My luggage was there when I arrived, however our luggage was missing when every one of us came back. On the return trip, the airline lost our luggage, they politely asked myself and others to wait outside so they could find where the luggage was situated. I was absolutely aggravated and aggravated. There was a absolutely nice guy outside in the returning flights area; He was resting near the corner of the airport area and he was smoking a cigarette. I had not smoked a cigarette in 10 years or more, although I went over to the guy and asked if I could bum one of those smokes. He asked myself and others if I wanted something stronger and he showed myself and others a marijuana joint. I wasn’t about to share a marijuana joint with some guy that I did not know, although I was sure tempted. I sat outside for nearly 30 minutes waiting for someone to tell myself and others where our luggage was situated. They couldn’t find our tote at the airport where I left or the venue where every one of us landed and I took a direct flight that morning. I would have been much more calm and relaxed if I would have simply smoked the marijuana joint with the guy when he gave.