[M_Six]

The trip home appeared to be perfect today *until* my year-old suitcase showed up on the carousel ripped wide open. They offered to "repair" it. I told the baggage office kid to forget it and started to walk away. Then he stops me and says to wait a minute. He disappears and comes back with a brand new bag that was slightly larger than mine. It at least saved me from worrying about losing stuff, although it's a cheap piece of shit that I'll have to replace before I fly again.