Yes, my friends, we can breathe easily and unclench our collective sphincters — my luggage was delivered to our door at about 5:30 pm yesterday, a mere 66 hours after I landed at Pearson. Nothing broken, nothing lost; the bags were a little dusty from sitting in some holding area somewhere, but that was the worst of it.
Thanks for your concern over these trying days of crisis. It’s been appreciated.
What? Were you thinking of something else?
But what will everyone talk about after Tuesday?