I am back where I started. The weather in Atlanta, where I was to have caught the plane to Dubai, was so bad that planes in and out of Atlanta were cancelled or delayed by several hours. Somehow my four pieces of luggage went to Atlanta on their own while I stayed behind. The flight they travelled on would not have made the connection (I hope it didn’t) and given the choice between spending the night and all of today in Atlanta I opted for a return home.
I had not meant to let my luggage out of sight but an error uploaded them rather than offloaded them. I had hoped to repack this morning to avoid the $200 extra payment that Delta exacted from me for the fourth bag. Today I am going to try to leave again and reunite with my luggage in Atlanta before we fly to Dubai.
It was a bonus for Axel and me. After much waiting, we drove back north, had a quick bite –spare ribs, my last pork for awhile – and then went to see Julie and Julia, a lovely movie about following your heart. And although I am following my heart to Afghanistan, last night I followed it back home.
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