The airlines pt.2: The Epilogue
Monday, December 29th, 2008
When we last left off I had finally landed in LA, 24 hours late on route to Australia. I was wondering if I’d ever see my suitcase, but in fact I left out a few details about my suitcase because, well, I’m superstitious and I was still travelling.
At the beginning of the day when I went to the Chicago airport for the 2nd time, the first thing I did was go to the luggage desk and show them my bag tag. They told me my bag was already in LA and I’d see it when I got to LA before boarding the flight to Melbourne. Then as you know, I flew to Reno, spent the day at that airport and got to LA just in time for my Qantas flight. My LA to Melbourne flight was in business class, which honeslty gave me something to look forward to as I was going through hell in the first 36 hours of my trip. So I went to the business class line to grab my boarding pass and also asked them to check on my bag. The agent said he didn’t know why someone would have told me that I’d see my bag in LA. He said if it was checked until Melbourne then I wouldn’t see it until Melbourne. I explained to him that I’m a DJ and I’m going to 4 cities as soon as I land so I really can’t run any risks. He seemed to find that cool.














