Luggage

I arrived in Phoenix yesterday to come early for the race this weekend, allowing me time to see my girlfriend that lives out here. I had been in Fort Worth, TX Saturday, flew back to Charlotte that night and then flew from Charlotte to Phoenix, AZ on Sunday morning. Needless to say it was a long weekend of traveling.

So I arrive without my bag. Awesome. I file the report, ask a ton of questions, waste a lot of time. Oh well. They tell me the next flight arrives at 7:30 and to expect it then. I call later. The guy tells me the plane is delayed until 8:23 and to expect a call at 9:00 or so. No call. Who knows where my bag went. I had to get a toothbrush for the evening.

I get a call this morning from some strange number.

"Hi this is Peggie, I have your bag."

"Where are you?"

"Yuma - it's about 3 hours from Phoenix"

"Awesome."

The bag is in Phoenix right now...scheduled to be delivered between 2 and 6. It flew back on it's own (like a little child) from Yuma to Phoenix. Apparently I had been helping people get their bags off the bag claim...and I helped this lady with my bag. And for some reason I didn't see my bag. I think I may have been sleep walking in the airport.