I made it to Maine, safely, BUT... I was the first person my flight to reach baggage claim, even though I really, REALLY needed to visit the ladies room. The buzzer sounded, the conveyer belt started up and luggage started passing by. I had bought a new bright red, huge suitcase to pack extra items for my presentations so it wouldn't be hard to spot. Suitcase after suitcase went by and several red ones among them, but not a BIG red one. After several minutes of worrying, the conveyer stopped! What the heck!!! One other person, a young Asian woman, was still there. We looked at each other in disbelief. We waited and waited. And after ten minutes the conveyer started up again and a new batch of people came to collect their luggage. The same thing happened, the Asian girl and I were in shock, heck, I was in full panic mode! My sister was on a flight an hour ahead of me and was in the car with Melissa circling the airport waiting for me to come out to pickup. Sandy called me three times and finally told me to look for the claims department. They had me fill out a lost bag claim report and I left the airport in near tears. I had my carry on, but the only things in it were the Staffinger quilt, my notes, Vintage CW photos, my wig, and new hat. My niece is a seasoned traveler, flying every Week for work and she's A strong business woman, very level-headed and sensible. She talked me down off the ledge and assured me my bag would be delivered to me in Portland by morning. I had no toiletries, pj's, or underwear, so I slept in a pair of stretchy men's boxers she had and an oversized t-shirt. Luckily she had an unused toothbrush for me to use and off to bed I went, but got little sleep. I'm a worrier. I got up at 3:45 am to see if my bag was here, NOPE! Then I really tossed and turned the rest of the night. We all got up at 7am and still no suitcase! Melissa called the Boston Airport and found out they had it marked as DELIVERED! I would have started blubbering for sure if I hadn't known Melissa would think I was a baby, so I tried to stay strong. She was very insistent with the person on the phone and they called back in a half hour and said my bag was on a truck in NEW HAMPSHIRE!!! Ok, at least I knew where it was and it was coming. They delivered it at 11 am and I could shower, put on makeup and clean clothes! It was a miracle, at least to me. The UPS truck delivered all my display items in the afternoon, so all is right with my world...now.
Sandy and I went to Kennebunk and kennebunkport antiquating and wool shopping this afternoon. We stopped at a very small ancient cemetery outside of Biddeford, Maine and I got some photos I'll post later. Tomorrow we are going to The Busy Thimble in Litchfield (1800's galore)so I can get my big spending done early and know what my budget for the rest of the trip will be! Melissa is taking us on a tour of a Civil War general's home afterwards.
Sure hope the rest of the trip runs smoothly! I'll keep you posted (pardon the pun!)
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