And the seasons
They go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We’re captive on a carousel of time
We can’t go on, we can only look behind
From where we came from
And go round and round and round
On the carousel of time.
The Circle Game – Joni Mitchell
No, not that carousel, but the ones at the airport.
I got in late earlier this month to Dublin Airport from Munich.
And spent a good half an hour watching the painted suitcases go round and round.
Mine’s unhelpfully is charcoal grey.
Now for whatever reason mine always comes out last.
Which means that if I’m on an organised trip I might hold my party up as happened in Los Angeles. https://jimmurtytraveltraveltravel.com/2019/06/22/my-weekend-with-marilyn/ And http://www.visitcalifornia.com.
Or have to get a taxi and join up with them later which very neatly happened.
And I got the call over the Tannoy to report to the desk.
Where I was told that my luggage had been held back.
Either because they had to look through it or that there wasn’t space on the plane.
Now, I don’t have a problem with them scanning my clothes and possessions.
But why can they not guarantee that the luggage which you have given them gets on the plane?
The charming young man at Dublin Airport was patience personified though.
As he assured me that I just needed to fill out my form and that it would be delivered to my house the next day.
And that if I needed to buy emergency clothes I could apply for compensation.
I can’t complain about this process but I would again suggest that every piece of luggage should arrive at its destination.
As for the carousel, can they not just line up the luggage in a row inside the airport?
That would be easier.
Usual consultancy fee.