My dad flew in from Europe last night at around a quarter to 10, we were all looking on awaiting to see sign of him at the “Arrivals”, we saw him running around through the glass doors, and the first thought that ran through my head was “great his bag is missing”…and sure enough.
Anyhow, still no word from the airport today on the missing piece of luggage. He has nothing more right now then the clothes on his back. So sad!
Today it was hard to get anyone on the phone being a public holiday and all, so will try first thing in the morning to resolve the situation. Delta hopefully has found it, or will have to be willing to pay up, even though their money will never cover the cost of the time spent on his photography portfolio, nor the cost of the suitcase itself. Sad times.
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