What Cheer, Netop?

At around 5:50 I called US Airway's phone line again to check on the status of the baggage. I was told that it would be delivered in 4-6 hours as usual. In a new twist, I was told that this was the latest status as of "ZERO SIX".

So I hung up and simmered for a little while, then called back and hit zero a bunch of times. While in the past this didn't accomplish anything other than getting me put in the phone queue for eternity, this time it actually put me through to someone.

He informed me that they didn't have an address on file to deliver the baggage to, so the delivery company returned it to the airport. The baggage supposedly will be there waiting for me when I return to the airport tomorrow evening for my flight back. If it isn't I guess at least I will actually be at the baggage claim office, so it will not be possible for them to hide from me.

I just called US Airways again and their psychic hotline informed me that my luggage has been found and will be delivered to the address I provided within 4-5 hours. This is very welcome! Now to see if this actually happens and if my guitar is OK.

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And now I go to bed.

The bastards lost my bags. argh.

Backing up:

Every so often I have to go down to Maryland to visit corporate headquarters for a few days of meetings and training. This time my boss asked me if I could bring my guitar, since some of the other folks were going to have musical instruments and he thought there might be fun to be had. I said sure.

Departure day was today yesterday Sunday. I went to a party with Chris where we were the hired entertainment, which was fun, and then bugged out early to head back to the apartment, unload my car, and go to the airport. cgoldfish was kind enough to offer to drive me there, which she did. I got to T.F. Green airport, checked my bag and my guitar, and took the flight.

To save money my employer pretty much never books me a direct flight, and it's rare that this doesn't result in some sort of inconvenience (above and beyond having to run around the Philidelphia airport for an hour). Today's first inconvenience was that although my connecting flight arrived on time its staff did not, and so the flight ended up leaving really late. Then it turned out that my baggage had been misplaced somewhere. Then, when I went to the MARC/Amtrak station to get to the hotel it turned out that the last train was at midnight.

Fortunately I brought lots of reading material, so I haven't quite run out yet. On the flight back it may be necessary to knit.

If my guitar is damaged I will be unhappy.

Well, anyway, I will be back late Wednesday (unless one of my return flights gets cancelled, which happened half the times I made this trip last year), and I will be very happy to be back in Providence. I will probably want to sleep for a week.

Sorry to any DC area folks who are reading this and are wondering why I haven't been in touch to arrange anything; unfortunately, I don't think there will be any time for me to do anything fun this trip.

I won't even talk about the hotel situation, because this post is long and whiny enough already.