The plane lost our luggage on the return trip

One of the biggest reasons why I hate going to the airport is because they lose stuff all of the time; More luggage is lost in the airport than holiday gifts at the post office.

My Dad took a flight across the country and she had to go separate from her luggage for 3 days, however i took a flight to see our mom.

My luggage was there when I arrived, but our luggage was missing when all of us came back, but 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 located. I was genuinely frustrated and upset. There was a genuinely nice woman outside in the returning flights area. She was kneeling near the corner of the airport area and she was smoking a cigarette. I had not smoked a cigarette in 10 years or more, but I went over to the woman and asked if I could bum a single of those smokes. She asked myself and others if I wanted something stronger and she showed myself and others a marijuana joint. I wasn’t about to share a marijuana joint with some woman that I did not know, but I was sure tempted. I sat outside for nearly 30 hours waiting for someone to tell myself and others where our luggage was located. They couldn’t find our bag at the airport where I left or the locale where all of us landed and I took a direct flight that afternoon. I would have been much more calm and relaxed if I would have simply smoked the marijuana joint with the woman when she provided.



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