Monday, January 5, 2009
Randy got a call from the airport today to let him know that one of our bags had arrived from France. He drove out there--thankfully the ice on the roads is mostly melted--and filled out the paperwork on the bag. Then he told the worker that we had another bag missing. The guy looked it up in the ledger (no computerized list) and saw that our second bag was at the other terminal. Somehow it ended up going to Turkey. The good news is that we now have both bags. The bad news is that somebody helped themselves to some of the contents of one suitcase. I do have to say, though, that this is the first time in thirteen years of traveling around that we've had a suitcase broken into, so I'm working to keep my complaining to a minimum! Thanks for your prayers for our family.