Planes and bags
Sep. 20th, 2005 10:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skyringYesterday DD and I went shopping in Queanbeyan. Did the usual round of opshops and the groceries, but perhaps the best bit was parking at the end of the runway and watching for planes. I got a few shots:
Feeling a little blue this morning. Kerri off to Beijing, and we got up early to get her packing complete. Final instructions on the phone settings, gave her the camera and a spare set of rechargables, made sure that she had all the plugs and dongles. She even took my new toilet bag (though she didn't like the forest green colour), and packed all of the above plus underwear, documents and a sudoku book in DD's laptop bag. Clothes and shoes go in the new brown bag, which I think is an awful colour.
An hour before her 0830 flight, and she invited me into the Qantas Club. She's a member, I'm not. Gotta change that. Comfy chairs, free coffee and snacks, laptops, papers and a men's room that was all but gold-plated. I played porter, carrying her laptop bag and walking a pace behind.
Flight called and I watched her disappear down the jetway. ***SIGH***
Home and played on the internet. Phone call. Kerri in Sydney airport. Check in at Air China and she'd left the laptop case at the counter. Came back and it wasn't there. Just ringing to let me know in case it got handed in and someone called to check.
Cripes. She sounded very upset. Understandable. Little libretto laptop, four thousand dollars worth in a tiny package, my camera with spare batteries and a half-gig card, and worst of all (to my way of thinking) my mobile phone. I'd have to ring up and get it cancelled. At least she'd emailed her presentation ahead, so that even with the memory stick gone she could probably get a copy. DD was appalled at the thought of losing the toilet bag full of makeup and stuff. "How's she going to get her makeup off?"
Spent the day on edge, waiting for a phone call, wondering where all the serial numbers were, wondering if any of it was insured. I don't think the government does travel insurance for possessions, though of course Kerri would be covered for workers' comp while travelling.
Rang the mobile number a few times - phone turned off so no answer. Fumed over some bastard chortling over all our stuff and running up a phone bill.
Oh well.
Went into town and got another toilet bag while they were still half price. That's one bit of kit I need. Also bought an extra large microfibre travellers' towel. My big green towel is reassuring, but it takes a lot of room. This one folds up real small.
Phone call from Kerri at nine. She was in China, and the bag had been found. She had it with her, so all was well. That's a relief.
Apparently the lack of a luggage tag had delayed the reunion untilo after she'd gone through all the stress of reporting it and having to confess to me that she'd lost it. She got a tonguelashing from the airport staff. "But it's a hand-bag! It doesn't need a tag!" "Yeah, but you lost it, didn't you?"
Poor Kerri!
Feeling a little blue this morning. Kerri off to Beijing, and we got up early to get her packing complete. Final instructions on the phone settings, gave her the camera and a spare set of rechargables, made sure that she had all the plugs and dongles. She even took my new toilet bag (though she didn't like the forest green colour), and packed all of the above plus underwear, documents and a sudoku book in DD's laptop bag. Clothes and shoes go in the new brown bag, which I think is an awful colour.
An hour before her 0830 flight, and she invited me into the Qantas Club. She's a member, I'm not. Gotta change that. Comfy chairs, free coffee and snacks, laptops, papers and a men's room that was all but gold-plated. I played porter, carrying her laptop bag and walking a pace behind.
Flight called and I watched her disappear down the jetway. ***SIGH***
Home and played on the internet. Phone call. Kerri in Sydney airport. Check in at Air China and she'd left the laptop case at the counter. Came back and it wasn't there. Just ringing to let me know in case it got handed in and someone called to check.
Cripes. She sounded very upset. Understandable. Little libretto laptop, four thousand dollars worth in a tiny package, my camera with spare batteries and a half-gig card, and worst of all (to my way of thinking) my mobile phone. I'd have to ring up and get it cancelled. At least she'd emailed her presentation ahead, so that even with the memory stick gone she could probably get a copy. DD was appalled at the thought of losing the toilet bag full of makeup and stuff. "How's she going to get her makeup off?"
Spent the day on edge, waiting for a phone call, wondering where all the serial numbers were, wondering if any of it was insured. I don't think the government does travel insurance for possessions, though of course Kerri would be covered for workers' comp while travelling.
Rang the mobile number a few times - phone turned off so no answer. Fumed over some bastard chortling over all our stuff and running up a phone bill.
Oh well.
Went into town and got another toilet bag while they were still half price. That's one bit of kit I need. Also bought an extra large microfibre travellers' towel. My big green towel is reassuring, but it takes a lot of room. This one folds up real small.
Phone call from Kerri at nine. She was in China, and the bag had been found. She had it with her, so all was well. That's a relief.
Apparently the lack of a luggage tag had delayed the reunion untilo after she'd gone through all the stress of reporting it and having to confess to me that she'd lost it. She got a tonguelashing from the airport staff. "But it's a hand-bag! It doesn't need a tag!" "Yeah, but you lost it, didn't you?"
Poor Kerri!
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Date: 2005-09-21 02:26 am (UTC)Still, I hope the pictures of the rainbows add a little more colour to the day for you. They really are spectacular!