The journey home...

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 My journey back to the farm began as we left the lovely little village of Blackhall Mill the afternoon of 14 June.

Got to the airport and was amazed to see how my belongings had grown. I arrived on 4 May with a checked suitcase, a carry-on suitcase, a backpack laptop bag, a backpack for my meds, and a small cooler bag for meds requiring refrigeration. Arrived at airport in NCL on 14 Jun with large, medium and small bags to check, and to carry on with me the following: a backpack for laptop and meds, backpack for meds and other items, carry-on suitcase full of books, small cooler bag for meds. for return, I was lucky enough to have KLM arrange for assistance around airport, and boarding/deboarding planes. Worked great until arrival in ATL, where Delta dropped the ball and didn't have anyone waiting for me.
This resulted in me waiting for assistance, then by time I got through Immigration & Customs, and was just beginning the recheck-in by TSA, my assistant realized I had missed my connecting flight to MYR. Which was a good thing in a way, as shop in AMS forgot to put a purchase in duty-free bag and TSA was going to make me toss it, along with several sodas I bought at NCL to bring home. All beverages bought inside terminals, inside security checkpoints, yet TSA declares them verboten! SMDH, they are from safe zones inside of terminals and I have not left those areas, so why does US TSA think they are a danger??
Due to missing flight, Delta put me up for night in a nearby hotel and gave me food vouchers of $45. This happened on last trip from UK. Missed connection resulting in hotel/food vouchers. I think this is why flight tickets cost so much as airlines factor in these extras expenses for schedules so close together plus delays and such, that missed flights are a given. Anywho, this gave me the opportunity to cram the bottles of UK sodas(Irn-Bru!!! + others) and the clay jug/bottle of ale with wired-on cork stopper from AMS(which should have been put in a duty-free bag according to TSA), thus allowing them to make it home with me. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!
Got a good night's sleep, shower, etc. and got to airport early so I could properly navigate the labyrinth which is ATL-the largest airport in the world. Had to wait again for proper assistance as Delta again forgot about me. Found a Delta rep to help me and he got things sorted for me. Got bag with bevvies checked so that was good. Made it through TSA after they spent a good hour inspecting my bags and the myriad of bottles, nostrums, and geehaws in them. I realized they use a gizmo into which they can put bottles to detect their contents. Thus meds can be verified without opening them. Amazing tech when you think about it.
Kudos to the Delta flight attendant on the ATL-MYR flight who noticed my frazzled state and inquired as to how I was doing. Once she heard of my time at ATL the night before and that morning, she sent me 2K bonus miles as a consolation
Landed at MYR. Two bags at conveyer, that's it. Baggage guy looks at my check tickets and declares that I have two bags and two tickets, so all is good. I point out that there are 5 tickets plus one more under my name for which I was given no ticket. He felt that arguing with me was more prudent than looking it up on his computer. I saw three bags in his office that had arrived night before on my missed flight. Pointed that out to him, which he argued they weren't mine as I had just arrived. SMGDH!!! Pointed out they all had my name and matched my claim tickets. Then, maybe it was my imagination, maybe not, I thought I saw a teeny tiny bulb faintly glow in this man's head as he looked me up on the airline's database and saw that, yes, these were my bags and gave them to me.
Then I finally made it back to the farm!

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