Letter from Menongue

The carousel stops but there is no sign of my bag. Jimmy, our pick-up guy is already at the bag collection area where normally only passengers are allowed inside. Well, in Angola many things are done differently.

When I tell Jimmy that my bag is missing he asks whether I literally fingered it to be put in the plane at the airport. I tell him I checked it in but he explains that that does not matter. If I did not identify it physically to be put in the right aircraft, the authorities would not have put it in. Immediately Jimmy knows what the problem is and he reassures me saying, “No prroblem! It’s not lost. It is left behind.” He then takes me to the Lost Baggage section for them to assist me.