Saturday, June 9, 2007
When In Doubt, You’ve Lost Your Bag
Upon arriving home we discover that we have left the laptop bag, although not the laptop, at the internet place in Avignon. The bag contains every vital possession Scott had left. It means that we will be heading back to Avignon in the morning to try to retrieve it. But in the case of hoping for the best and planning for the worst, we start to think about what we will do if we can’t find the bag, which contains, among other things, the pills for Scott’s back. Scott says that if his back gets really bad the only choice might be for him to get on a plane home. I of course am rummaging through my mind recalling every acquaintance I have in Europe who is a doctor, most of whom I am sure would be completely unlikely to prescribe a narcotic to someone who phones out of the blue after ten years asking for one. But, you don’t know without asking! The next morning we close out the bill and Erin and I receive a talking to from the woman behind the desk (we forgot to cancel our dinner reservation). She goes as far as to pull out Scott’s email asking for the reservation and pointing to it over and over as she scolds. Whatever, I have a bag to worry about. We get back to Avignon and find the internet café and low and behold the bag! With everything still in it!
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