I was pretty excited when Pae arrived back in Bangkok from Kuala Lumpur last night. I waited for her outside of customs and immigration but she never showed for a long time. We had spoken when she landed, so I figured there was a long immigration line or the conveyor belt was slow with the luggage...
Pae shows up a half hour or so later trying to smile...empty handed...luggage lost. All of her interview suits, shoes, makeup, etc...a week's worth of under clothing, this and that...the normal suitcase full of stuff, lost. The friends who she was traveling with had no trouble retrieving their belongings, but Pae's just never showed up.
All of the stuff listed above is of course 100% replaceable and little more than some unexpected out of pocket expense and time needed to reacquire said possessions. But Pae had some very important documents and notes in her luggage that are irreplaceable as well as items with sentimental value.
It was a quiet taxi ride home, void of the usual "On Saturday we went to this beautiful Muslim mosque" and "The view of KL from the Petronas Towers was breathtaking" how was your trip banter. Instead it was replaced by sad silent thoughts of "Did somebody steal my luggage?" and "What am I gonna do about my missing paperwork?"
We did get a call from Thai Airways this morning telling us that they located Pae's luggage somewhere in a corner at Kuala Lumpur airport. It is currently on a flight to Suvarnabhumi, our airport here in Bangkok. We're saving our sighs of relief until the baggage is delivered and Pae has a chance to inventory its contents. But for now, until that little knock at the door, we remain a little guarded, as not to get our hopes up only to be slapped down again. Then again, the feeling of helplessness has been replaced by hope, which is a definite positive!