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| view from our 25th floor hotel room |
Hey guys! I got back home safely from New York and had a great time in the Big Apple. Now I'm just dying to tell about all the stuff we did over there! One week was sufficient for visiting the greatest attractions and experiencing the hustle and bustle of New York. There were so much people everywhere that I'm more than happy to be home right now.
Our trip, however, didn't start as smoothly as it could have had. When we went to the baggage reclaim, I realised my suitcase was missing the address tag. It was also locked, and I haven't been locking my baggage for a while. Why? Because the lock of my previous suitcase had to be broken in order to open the whole bag. It wasn't a very pleasant way to start off my holiday!
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| Our bathroom at Hotel Beacon |
Anyway, as I was saying, the suitcase I was holding in my hands wasn't at all mine. I felt an unwanted sting inside of me; I was exhausted of all the travelling and only wanted to get to the hotel with my stuff and snuggle on the sofa. We reported the staff about our missing luggage and I left the airport empty-handed. When we finally got into a taxi, I felt so tired with my bloating stomach and a rocking in my head that I didn't care about my disappeared luggage anymore. If I got my bag back by next evening, I would be more than happy. And after buying a little bit of food, everything would be lovely for a while.
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| happy people? yes, just somewhat jet lag |
Amazingly, when we were about to head towards the super market, someone called my father. It was none other than the guy himself who had accidentally taken my bag. I was so relieved when I heard he could bring my suitcase to our hotel
straight away! And much to the guys dismay, it took him days to get his own luggage at the airport. This is why it's so important to have your name and address on your suitcase but
on the other hand, also checking the suitcase twice to make sure it's really yours isn't a bad idea either! I think I'll buy one of those colourful tags which say MY BAG to avoid these kinds of mix-ups from now on.
I'll get to the actual sightseeing, food and other stuff in the next posts. Be right back!
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Hyva etta laukku palautui noinkin pian sulle! :) just tuollaisten tapausten vuoksi oon haalinut itselleni seeprakuvioisen matkalaukun.. Ja jotta varmasti sekaannuksilta valtyttaisiin, sain eraana jouluna lahjaksi raidallisen vyon jossa lukee mun nimikin. Eipahan kukaan vahingossa keraile laukkuani mukaansa! :D
ReplyDeleteTodellakin, olin tosi tyytyväinen :) Ai että, mahtaa olla söpö matkalaukku sulla! Ja tuo onkin hyvä, et sen tunnistaa jo kaukaa. Oon aina vaan aatellu, et kyllä mä oman laukkuni tunnistan siltä liukuhihnalta. Ei käyny mielessä, et joku muu vois tehdä sen virheen ja ottaa sen itselleen :D
DeleteRosa luinko edes eka että Hotel Bacon :D mutta onneks tuo laukku tuli perille, itekki vähä kuumotti Mallorcalla kun laukkua ei näkyny missään liukuhihnalla ja sit se tuliki ihan viimesenä sieltä itekseen.
ReplyDeleteHehe, pekonihotelli. Huh, no onneks sulla tuli se:D Vähän sekottaa aina matkasuunnitelmia laukun kadottaminen nimittäin...
DeleteMäkin luin hotelli Pekoni... Hih...
ReplyDeleteOnnea oli sulla matkassa, itsekin miettii välillä kun siinä hihnalla pyörii se tusinan verran mustia laukkuja, että mistä ihmeestä ihmiset tuntee omansa? Meillä on matkakassi, ja siinä iso nimilappu; ei oo vielä onneks kellekkään muulle kelvannut...
No sepä siinä onkin, pitää olla uniikki laukku, ettei kävisi näin :D Mun pieni lentomatkalaukku,on semmonen pilkullinen ja se kyllä erottuu joukosta toisin kuin tämä isompi, hahah.
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