After a week in California stalking Bobak (kidding!) I am back in Wisconsin. The bad news is that one large airline carrier who’s name is an anagram of “untied” has misplaced two of my bags.
I don’t quite get it. Two bags get here on an earlier flight, one bag is on our flight, and the other two are trapped at O’Hare.
Seriously, guys. What’s going on? What kind of deranged monkeys devised the O’Hare baggage delivery system?