I am typing this at 9:00am from Seattle, Washington, USA. I will be leaving for the airport in an hour.
I am typing this at 11:00am from Cologne, Germany. 26 hours later.
To me, this day didn't exist, and I never really know what to do about that. I blog every day, so something has to go here... but what? How do you write about something that didn't exist? Where did that day go?
Maybe it got lost... like my luggage.
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Oh, when you finally get to go to Australia, crossing the date line might take a day away from you. I skipped right over August 16, 2007. Gone, never was, *poof*.
Welcome to the other side…
No children of satan or drunk bastards on you plane that you could bitch about? Well, at least they lost your luggage, would be disappointing if a journey ‘just worked’.
Dave’s travels == Sven’s Macs.
Will you gain a day on the way back and be able to write two posts? 😉
Sorry about your luggage 🙁 I hope they get it to you soon.
Too bad you don’t drink coffee….because that’s one of my favorite parts about being in Europe…the coffee, the chocolate, the yummy things, the cobblestone streets, etc etc etc. Giant wishes for a fab trip!!!
Oh nooooes! Not lost luggage!!!!
Hope it finds its way back to you! (Wait – do i put a frigging apostrophe in the “its” word?!)
That is freaky that you missed a day. Maybe it was a bad day, so it’s a good thing it disappeared!
Oh my, it’s almost like you’re time traveling 😀
Sorry about your luggage getting lost, but it provided a way for you to come up with a clever blog post. Brilliant plan.
Your luggage was lost again?
That is one long travel day, even accounting for the time zone changes. You’ll get that day back when you return. Maybe.
I found a piece of a suitcase that said “ography” on there on the side of the road here… I think it might be yours.. Cologne, right?
Just between you and me (not supposed to tell anyone) – the airline takes ’em, just like the fuel surcharge.
Sorry you lost your luggage, dude.
Lemme ask a curiosity question, with how much travel you do, how often are your bags lost? Approximate percentage?
Well you could write about how narrow the airplane seats have gotten… or how kids are possessed by Satan… or something incredibly stupid someone said… but maybe its all a blur. And now you’re standing there without any pants on. I’d say “Buy some Lederhosen!” but that gets old too.
That sounds sort of like a Twilight Zone episode…
Non existent are a called senior moments in my life – LOL
Luggage, smuggage. Who needs luggage to walk around naked?
My luggage got lost when I flew home to England for a funeral so I had to scramble to buy a new suit. They couldn’t give me an ETA if/when my luggage would show up and then the bastards showed up with my suitcase 10 mins before we had to leave for the service.