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bag back, again

So, a short coverage of my returning flights. Online check-in was broken, so got up early and took the bus to San Diego Lindbergh Fields. Self service check-in thing called for assistance; finally I got seats on three planes and waved goodbye to my bag.

First flight was to Dallas. Here it's time for the German saying about the famous TV series: "Gott sieht allas, außer Dallas", like "God watches everything, except Dallas". There I should have plenty of time to make the connection. As if! Our plane came from the east coast and had an hour or so of Irene-induced delay. So arriving in Dallas, time was short for changing terminals (of course) and looking out for a men's room. Not even time to buy some water.

\approx nine hours later: Heathrow. Tailwind, so plenty of time for calling lissy, buying a bite, and getting to the gate. High noon in Genève; crossing the EU border, waiting for the bag. Finally filled out a claim form.

Searching a ped walk to my hotel (I really needed some rest), I ran into Andrea. We had a lot of "fun" finding the right bus and the station. Only three hours of sleep later: "We found your bag". Indeed, Dallas Fort Worth is too big for helpless little bags.