Lesson Learned
I flew from JFK to Hell or Heathrow and my bag didn’t end up with me. Its stuck in London!!! I sat on the runway at JFK for two hours extra. I had a three hour layover which is the minimum you need to deal with the labyrinth that is Hell or Heathrow. Instead I got an hour! Wooo! Of course the airline I was on only has one plane a day to my destination, so I get it tomorrow by like 2 pm.
LESSON LEARNED! When traveling internationally (or anywhere) by plane, carry a change of clothes with you!
This from a girl who carries her toothbrush, toothpaste (less than 2.0 oz please I know my stuff!), a change of shirt and underwear but no pants or anything else that can constitute a whole new outfit. Because after flying for 12 hours, who wants to hang out in their travel grub (black stretch pants or “lounge pants” and a shirt that looks like a nightgown)??? Also I looked like a lunatic running across Heathrow, bag in hand, laptop in hand, passport and ticket under my arm, and oh yeah my sweater in the other. I was so frazzled by the time I got to my gate, after being screened for security twice, being told I could only have one carry on bag on the plane meaning I had to squeeze my purse into my tote bag, that I wans’t so concerned about my appearance.
But now I am. I went out and bought some French clothes in a mall that had Gucci, Burberry etc but I went for the way cheaper option…Etam! Thank God for that store…seriously. I’d either be sitting in my room in a robe or wandering around in a weird leopard print Gucci outfit with no money because I spent it all.
OK I’m rambling and tired!








