So my bag finally made it to Orlando. The problem was that my bag was only checked through to Paris, even though I'd asked her to check it through to Orlando and I had confirmed others along the way that my bag was indeed on my flight to New York.
Well I got it back and everything inside was wet. I got really scared because I though it was wine or oil but it wasn't. It was water. And things had been wet for a couple of days because it smelled a little but not too bad. After some sleuthing I realized that the bag had gotten so wet on the outside that the clothes on the inside were soaked. I guess they just let it sit out in the rain for a couple of hours. a couple of things are a bit rusty from the water plus there's a dent in part of the handle shaft so it doesn't work anymore. Thanks Delta.
All of my fish products made it (thankfully). I dreaded the thought of opening the bag to a barf-like buffet of mackerel bits, sardines in mustard, fish pudding, and shrimp paste lining the inside of the suitcase. I think there was a happy hippo casualty, though.
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