how hard can it possibly be to put a bag on a plane in portland, leave it on the same plane when it stops for a few hours in cincinatti, and take it off when you get to new york? i mean they do this kind of thing every freaking day, they should have the procedure down by now.
normally, i'm paranoid about this sort of thing, and don't check bags, but this time i figured hey, what the heck, this bag is really freaking heavy, i'll check it. so murphey's law being what it is, they lost it.
they better find the damn thing...
off to call their 800 number and see if it's turned up somewhere.
