The Joys of Travelling

Travelling is often portrayed as nothing but sunshine and smiles, with wonderous experiences piled high like your suitcase before a trip. You find yourself fantasizing about exotic destinations, new culinary delights, and maybe even a little romance. But hold on, my intrepid adventurer! What happens when that suitcase especially packed with flair goes mysteriously MIA?

As fate would have it, I was blissfully unaware of this misadventure until it decided to crash my party. You see, during our previous weekly Spanish class, we were knee-deep in vocabulary useful for our escapades abroad, including the finer points of dealing with lost luggage. “Me he perdido mi equipaje” (I’ve lost my luggage)—the phrase rolled off my tongue like a seasoned traveler’s, yet I thought, “Nah, not me!” Well, not until my latest escapade, anyway. Spoiler alert: my suitcase and I parted ways.

What did I lose in that hallowed carry-on of mine? My never worn Michael Kors Designer shoes, a collection of toiletries( I still mourn my Avene Face moisturizer that costs an arm and a leg), I returned home empty-handed, mourning the wardrobe that could have seen me through countless embarrassing tourist traps. But, humor me, isn’t it the price we pay for being an avid traveler? Here’s to the glorious chaos that is travel, complete with baggage claim drama!