So this weekend we ran some errands and one of which was to go to the airport and pick up my cousins boyfriend. We got there a bit early so we decided to wander around baggage claim for a while (since that is really the only part of the airport that you can get to since 9/11.) So were wandering around and because I like to keep myself busy I decide to take a little survey and see which airline of the four that were in our baggage claim area had the most amount of lost luggage. We start by airline #2 and there was a handful or so. Then we walk down to airline #1 and from a far BJ sees a box that says blood.
I thought he was joking but when we got closer sure enough there was a box of human blood. It was about 1 and a half feet per side, it was white with red tape all around. So we stood there and stared at it for forever. I of course, asked 1000 questions about the box. Where did it come from? Where was it going? Why was it in lost luggage? Shouldn't it be refrigerated? How long was it on the plane? What would happen if that box got squished? Oh the questions just wouldn't stop coming. Finally BJ got annoyed with the questions and made me walk down to finish the survey for airline #3 and airline #4. Final survey results... Airline #3 was the worst with the lost/unclaimed luggage. On our way back my cousin sees the blood box being wheeled away on a luggage cart with some random guy. I wanted to follow him but they wouldn't let me. BOOO!
What I learned from our trip to the airport...
1. do not travel airline #3 and if you do, pack lots of extra underwear in case your bag goes on a different vacation than you.
2. Blood can travel by plane without a human or an escort.
3. My brain works the same way as my cousins brain so all my crazy thoughts run in the family, I'm just and the only one that can't keep them quiet.
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