I was so exhausted that I almost landed face down into my overpriced hotel dinner. I went upstairs and crashed at about 8 PM, waking up at midnight, thinking it was 5 AM or something. I headed downstairs to buy some overpriced water and as I made my way back up to my room, I saw my name written on the white board behind the front desk. Upon my inquiry, these were produced to me:
If you were able to see the tags, you'd see that they have been put on about four different flights, with many different notes from many baggage handlers. The fact that it made it to little me here sitting in this small airport hotel, well, its just terrific :).
