Friday, January 29, 2010

Left Alone On the Tarmac

We flew into Dallas-Fort Worth today on our way home from visiting family on Maui. I like the window seat for the plain fact that on a clear day you can see forever. Wait! Isn't that a song? Today wasn't clear, but I still enjoyed watching out the window as we came in for our landing, enjoying the overhead view of miniature buildings, trees, highways, cars as the plane eased lower and lower until touchdown.

We had to wait for the previous flight to exit the gate. That took maybe ten minutes. Then it was our turn. Our plane taxied up to the gate and as we moved into our spot, I looked out the window and saw this lone suitcase sitting out on the tarmac. (I don't suppose they still call it that but I like that word. Tarmac. Good word.)

See that luggage truck? He cruised up to the suitcase, stopped for a moment, then decided this was not his concern...or something to that effect. He left without even getting out of his truck. Two or three other luggage carriers cruised right on by without stopping.

We were in row 21. That means twenty rows (approx 120 passengers) had to rescue their bags from the overhead bins and stumble their way out of the plane before it was our turn to exit. As we left our seats to exit the plane I looked out the window one last time. The bag was still there...looking mighty lonesome...out there on the runway.

I wondered where that bag was headed? London? Chicago? New York?

I wonder what it contained? Business suit? Fancy dress? Necessary Shoes? Or perhaps, less interestingly, simply dirty laundry waiting to get home to be washed.

If you know someone who lost their suitcase today flying American Airlines, tell them to check the tarmac at Dallas-Fort Worth.

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8 comments:

Debby said...

If I'd been going someplace, that surely would have been MY suitcase.

My word verification is tskedise. That's what happens when flying back from 'Paradise', one loses a suitcase....

Dandy said...

It looks so lonely out there!

Linda said...

That would make a great story starter for a sixth grade classroom.

The Old Geezer said...

I flew on a plane to Mississippi two times.
Once in 1969 and again in 1992.

In 2005 my wife won an all expenses paid 7 day trip to Hawaii and I had to fly again.

3 times in my life I've traveled on a plane and that was 3 times to many as far as I'm concerned!

I'm not only The Old Geezer, I'm also a big chicken Old Geezer when it comes to flying.

I've always said; "if God wanted me to fly He would have given me wings.

God bless you
and I'm glad your home safe, Ron

BTW I think I'm going to start cooking my own beans from scratch.

Kelly said...

I'm in a bit of a melancholy mood due to an ending, a departure, and a couple of deaths...

That suitcase is sad.
: (

Laurie M. said...

That suitcase makes me feel horribly sad. I've felt like that many a day....

Marydon Ford said...

G'morn & welcome back from a lovely vacation spot.

Oh, how many times have we seen this ...

Have a beautiful week.
TTFN ~ Marydon

S. Etole said...

you have to wonder why no one stopped to pick it up ...