Slept the whole afternoon away and woke up feeling miserably screwed over.
Then I opened my door to find my Hong Kong dorm neighbour back and in high spirits after a great flight in business class during which she saw and chatted with a major pop star. (I forget the name; I have only a middling acquaintance with Chinese idols.) While I had a terrible time in humble Economy class/ slave ship conditions and had to camp overnight at an under-equipped airport like some refugee.
Felt even more miserably screwed over than ever, because Northwest/ United Airlines/ whatever the heck was responsible still hadn't called to confirm delivery of my delayed luggage, and I was having visions of my bags pathetically sitting around in Detroit, lost in the tangle of flight re-routing and airline inefficiency. And I hadn't had a proper, hot meal since dinner on my transpacific flight - which was practically a lifetime ago.
Because I decided that sulking around indoors wasn't very productive, I went out, in a T-shirt and my 4degC-and-above jacket in the 2degC cold (and that's not factoring in the wind chill), to shop for essentials and get my life back in some semblance of order. So now I have a clock radio tuned to a love song channel with a terse, snappish DJ who sounds like he is reading off some checklist when he takes song dedications.
... so I called Northwest's luggage service office here in Providence and it looks like my bags may be coming tonight. But because I filed my claim with United (because the NW office was bloody closed when I arrived in Providence... and so events continue to conspire against me), the bags will have to be transferred to United before being delivered. Geeeeeeez, thanks, more delay.
There has been one bright ray of hope though: it seems like Brokeback Mountain is screening here at Avon, a small arthouse theatre near Brown, so even if I can't make the Boston trip as originally planned, I can still watch it right here in Providence, and with an audience that is likely to be respectful. Not too bad for a silver lining.
words were spilled on Monday, January 23, 2006
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This sucksss. Well at least you've been through the worst of air travel. (excluding fatal flights). hehe does this kinda thing happen 50% of the time?
# posted by 
: 2:20 AM
: 2:20 AM
i heard seasoned passengers commenting on how in all their xx years of travel, this was the first time that sort of shit happened to them.
so, i really have the worst of luck.
ah well, could have been worse. the plane could have taken off with ice on its wings and you could be over in japan identifying my body now.
so, i really have the worst of luck.
ah well, could have been worse. the plane could have taken off with ice on its wings and you could be over in japan identifying my body now.
good grief, brenda, that is unspeakably morbid.
that said, has your baggage arrived yet? and how is the nightmare situation?
love, and take care.
that said, has your baggage arrived yet? and how is the nightmare situation?
love, and take care.
# posted by : 10:55 AM
: 10:55 AM
well, one must always look on the bright side. and if that means resorting to being morbid, then... /shrug/
one bag has arrived, the other one is still missing. i hope not permanently.
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one bag has arrived, the other one is still missing. i hope not permanently.
