In my years of traveling all over, I have never had my checked-in luggage lost before.
There’s always a first for everything! :-))
Carpatair really screwed up this time. A properly tagged bag from Milano Bergamo disappearing into thin air while in transit at Timisoara to Bucharest… hmmm. Not cool.
All that formal clothes shopping for Liviu’s wedding is all for nought now. Guess I have more last minute shopping to do again once I am in Brasov.
Almost everything in there is replaceable. But not my favorite mandarin-style vest. And not that special jacket I had on my own wedding. THOSE aren’t replaceable. :-(
Let’s hope that Carpatair finds my baggage and bring back that two pieces of sentimental personal history for me. I am certainly enjoying the experience of losing my kit while in flight. It’s just that fate has chosen a really bad time to pull this on me.
Why can’t the airlines lose my baggage when I don’t have these pieces of sentimental items with me? Why, o why? Anytime but this!