You may have noticed that my blogs stopped as I departed Africa for London.
That's the last time I saw my luggage, along with 20,000 other very
cheesed-off passengers with missing bags - that's on British airways alone. And of course I had to stow EVERYTHING as check on - even my computer and all of what is usually my carry-on.
So I am here in Ljubljana, capital of Slovenia, experiencing the bitter sweet taste of renunciation.
How am I writing this? I contacted my blog technician and asked him to published this entry from his home computer.
All I own at the moment is my wallet, the clothes I wore on the plane, my passport and airtickets. Wearing borrowed ill-fitting clothes and writing this letter on a beaten-up, borrowed laptop, I am calling British Airways Munich regularly to track down my stuff.
That's the news,
Posted by Aniruddha on 16/8/06; 11:21:28 PM
from the Travel dept.