Here is our conversation from last night (includes surprise ending):
12:34 a.m.:
Dean: Still no bag. Tracking number shows it as "missing."
Me: WTF
Dean: Yeah. Beyond frustrated. Racing starts tomorrow. Only one more flight coming from Houston tomorrow morning. Hopefully it's on that flight.
Dean: On the bright side, Amsterdam is the greatest city on the planet. I want to move here.
Me: Glad there's a bright side - besides Scooby Doo (Dean earlier tweeted that Scooby Doo is better in Dutch.)
Dean: Yeah. Couldn't pick a better place to be stranded, really. Plenty to do/see.
Me: Are you in touch with race promoters?
Dean: Yeah. They are great. Yelling at the airline people in Dutch for me. Looking into options for borrowing equipment, and trying to get airlines to give me money.
Me: Awesome.
2:53 am:
Dean: Last bag arrived out of the blue. Rejoice! Clean clothes! Bike parts!
Me: Yay! This trip is going to make such a great story and you haven't even started to race.
Question: If the only flight that they thought might have the bag wasn't due until the next day, where did they find the bag? Neglected in a corner somewhere? Were they sitting on it on their lunch breaks? I call major incompetence. Off with their heads!
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3 comments:
Hooray!
Yeah, Continental has some explaining to do. Which I doubt they will.
All good questions to which you are unlikely to get any answers. Ever. At least you got the stuff back! Go, Dean! (After all this he'd BETTER win!)
As the world champion is going to be there, this may not be for the win, but for the show (and that works in show biz terms or in horse race terms).
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