Saying that the airport was crowded would be an understatement. People were everywhere many of them rushing to their gate to board the plane, some walking around the shops and screaming kids on the airport chairs demanding an iPad.
Thankfully we managed to somehow get to the baggage pick-up area.
The first suitcase to arrive was Luca's dark blue suitcase covered with stickers of different bands. Short after Lisa's suitcase and then Leo's but after many minutes of waiting for my baggage was nowhere to be found.
If they lost my baggage I don't think I will survive. Losing my suitcase would be alright but I had a bag with my bass guitar which was missing as well.
We immediately reported my missing bags and they promised to do their best and deliver them to my accommodations where I will be staying for the upcoming month.
"Great, just great," I sigh walking out of the airport with my friends by my side. Why does this shit have to happen to me?
"Don't worry Nikol, you can borrow my stuff until they find your suitcase," Lisa gave me a kind smile.
