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what was lost is found · Oct 31, 08:39 am

i arrived in new york on sunday night, excited, harried, without any luggage.

our first flight of the day was delayed for almost an hour, so i was nervous about making our connection. we flew from edmonton to minneapolis in great time, so we were only half an hour late. when we got off the plane and looked at the screens to find out where to dash, so we could make our connection. we found out our flight from minneapolis to new york was cancelled.

we waited at the ticketing desk for a while trying to get another flight. our options were to spend the night in minneapolis, and fly out the next day (and miss our first day of training) – or take one guaranteed ticket, and one standby.

we took the risk and ended up on the plane. i sat next to rod – who told me about his sons, showed me pictures from his digital camera, described each of his brothers in detail, and talked up the horse he had when he was a kid. rod was also mad for sudoku, and seems to have a drug-addict fidgit when he couldn’t find one on the plane. i really felt for him – sudoku-less…

when we got off the plane we discovered that – of course – our luggage didn’t make the last minute hop to our plane.

we stopped in at the luggage reclaimation center – likely the most forlorn place in the world. everyone is angry, confused, and not-too-fresh-smelling.

the very kind people in the booth had no idea where our luggage was. they assured us that it should have arrived with us on our flight. the fact that our luggage was not on the flight made me suspect of their assurances.

we ended up at the hotel with nothing other than our laptops. and the free toothbrushes we got from the hotel desk.

the first day of training was a little rough, we were not as fresh as we could be – personal care was not high – as we had nothing but toothbrushes to groom ourselves with in the morning. i actually thought through how i might wrangle my hair with a toothbrush, but couldn’t make it go.

we went out the first night and purchased a few essentials, t-shirts etc. when we got back to the hotel there was still nothing.

at midnight – in desperation – i made a final check, and our bags had not only arrived, but a bellhop carried them up to our room – to my great delight, and likely the approval of my fellow trainees. i had clean underwear for the morning! and personal hygene products.

today has been a much better day.

on with the reddot.

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