Lost Luggage

My flight to Singapore was fine, but my bag wasn't. I waited at the belt for forty minutes. All the other passengers took their bags and left. The belt stopped. My bag never came.

I went to the lost luggage desk. The woman there was calm and friendly. She asked for my ticket and a description of the bag. "Black, medium size, with a red ribbon," I said. She typed something and said, "It's still in Jakarta. It will arrive tomorrow morning."

That night I bought a toothbrush and a T-shirt and slept in the same clothes. It wasn't comfortable, but it wasn't a disaster. The next day the airline delivered my bag to the hotel. Now I always keep a change of clothes in my hand luggage.