The Case of the Missing Bag

Never joke about losing a bag.

It's never all that funny to begin with, and then when it actually happens--you only have yourself to blame. Well, in this case, you only have your husband to blame.

“Hey Jessie, what if your bag doesn’t make it? Is that covered under traveler’s insurance?” he joked.

“Yep, they'll reimburse me up to $1000 if they lose my bag, and $300 if it’s late by 24 hours or more. For emergencies." I said. "Do you think $300 boots could be classified as an emergency?”

After traveling all night to get to Paris, we soon discovered that my bag was held up for security reasons in San Diego (the bag pictured above belongs to Chris).  So, instead of being on our flight, which arrived early (7:03am, Paris time), it most assuredly was not. I held out hope for a while, but when I saw the last person from our flight walk away from the carousel with luggage in tow, I knew for certain that my trusty friend didn't make it. At least not directly.

Turns out, the folks at American Airlines thought my luggage could use a little side trip to Chicago. So, we waited until that plane landed--which was only about 45 minutes later. 

Thankfully, the folks at the airport in Paris were extremely helpful, and we were reunited in no time. All's well that ends well.