And now you know the rest of the story

I woke up today to a pseudo-Christmas morning. There in the living room was our long-lost suitcase, filled to the brim with expensive electronic devices.

Yes, it's true. Not only did we get our suitcase back, a mere five days after its disappearance, we got it back with everything still inside it. I still get shivers just thinking about it.

I also get shivers thinking about what I could have lost. I didn't even realize it until I looked in the suitcase this morning, but my journal from the past two years was in that suitcase. Talk about irreplaceable.

Now that you know the ending, I'll fill you in on a couple more details of the story.

Our suitcase spent 24 hours at JFK airport in New York. The JetBlue flight that our suitcase was supposedly coming in on (talking about it that way makes it sound like the suitcase is a close relative) didn't land until 11pm last night. I was planning on going to the airport myself, since I had been the one making all the phone calls up until that point (and believe me, there had been many). But at the last minute, Jeremy decided it was too dangerous for me to venture out on Tucson's streets at midnight, so he went himself.

After a small amount of confusion regarding the bag's actual whereabouts within the Tucson airport, and a quizzing about his identification and relation to the bag (I told you it was like a relative by this time), JetBlue handed it over. The poor suitcase was be-tagged with labels from all kinds of airlines and departments and even a big RUSH tag. Jeremy opened it up right there in front of the clerk for a cursory check of its contents. Everything appeared to be there.

But he saved a more thorough check for when he got home. I was sleeping by this time, but he opened it up and saw that nothing was missing. In other words, a gigantic miracle had just occurred.

Because let me remind you once more what was in the suitcase: an iPod, iPod speakers, a laptop computer, a camera, and an iSight webcam, in addition to sundry non-electronic, important items.

Also, I will now reveal one item of information I kept from you all initially because of how foolish it made us look (besides having left a carry-on suitcase at the check-in desk), but which increases the magnitude of this miracle: There was, in fact, absolutely no identification tag on this suitcase. And none of the items in the suitcase had our names on them either (except my journal, which is kind of freaky when you think about what might have happened with that). Initially, we thought there was an old address label on the handle that had Jeremy's mom's name on it (thus the "Janice" name that RJ had somehow gotten ahold of). But I looked at the suitcase just now and realized that there wasn't even that.

To sum up: we left a suitcase full of expensive consumer electronics in the middle of a bustling airport terminal in a foreign country with absolutely no identification attached to it and received that same suitcase at our home in Tucson within a week, with nothing missing from it.

Also, our RJ flight technically ended at JFK with no onward flight, so the fact that we were able to get them to send it all the way to was just a bonus.

Also, our go-to man in Amman who sent us the essential information that got this problem solved told us the next day that he had had trouble sending the email at first and had let it sit, attempting to send, all night. When he woke up the next morning, it said the message had failed, and it did not appear in his 'Sent Items'. But somehow, we had received it and by that time had ascertained the suitcase's whereabouts and arranged for it to be sent to Tucson.

Obviously, we are extremely grateful for all the help and prayers we received from friends, family, and yes, even RJ employees. I am as amazed as you are that an airline who can't manage a proper line is nonetheless capable of orchestrating a lost-bag-return halfway across the world.

The moral of the story: Don't lose your suitcases, kids, but if you do, do it in Jordan.
My Adventures in Jordan

My Adventures in Jordan

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