When I got off the plane, my mom saw me getting escorted away from the other passengers, but she didn’t know I was heading to the lost-luggage area and she was worried that I was getting hauled off for questioning. She might have freaked out just a little tiny bit.
So when I went to pick up Stick today, and I saw him leaving the other passengers, I knew he was just going to the lost-luggage office. (I think his bags heard about the cool adventures my bags were having) Scep and Katie had come with me to the airport, and we call went to wait in the line with Stick. We met some other people who’d be wearing their traveling clothes on Christmas Day, and we started our own party in the lost-luggage line.
On the plus side, the British Airways missing bags office was was right next to the Air India lost luggage office so I could ask if they’d seen my bags recently.