“On the way to Cancun once, my suitcase was actually run over by some kind of truck. It split the hard part of the suitcase and ripped up the soft part."
"Someone had tried to duct tape it together–and that’s how it arrived (very late) on the belt: A duct-taped, broken thing with clothes spilling out. I actually had to chase some of my underwear and a shoe on the conveyer since it had fallen out during the ride.”
“One time on a layover in Atlanta, the airline somehow forgot to load my dog onto my next flight. When I got to Atlanta, my dog wasn’t there!”
"I’m a great believer in having locks on my zips for my back pack… Then I go and lock myself out of my own bag! Doh! Luckily I had a pair of nail cutters and was able to cut a hole in one of the pockets and get my keys out! Haven’t done that one again… Yet!"
“My mom flew out to California to visit my brother back in the mid 80s. She brought along my homecoming dress that she was going to alter for me so I could wear when she got back."
"The luggage got ripped open on the flight home and everything was ruined except for my homecoming dress which was pure white lace.”