The plane from Paris took off ONE HOUR LATE because we were waiting for a passenger. There must have been some high-rollers on that plane. New life goal: be important enough for a plane to wait for you for one hour.
Got off the plane and stepped out into 90 degree weather at 10 pm. Bad sign.
Giant sign at the baggage claim that said "List of missing bags for Air France" under which there was a list of about 100 names, printed too small to actually read. It was also on the inside of the baggage conveyor belt necessitating leaning over the moving part to get a closer look. Stared at it in a precarious overhanging position for about 10 minutes until I noticed that the date was for last week... and then my bag came.
Driver wasn't there to meet me so I had to play the fun game of being swarmed by potential drivers, porters, and guides outside the airport. Thankfully everyone was super helpful if not needed. Got phone credit, a ride home, and an offer to take a tour with "Moussa le Magnifique" within the span of 10 minutes.
Too exhausted to do anything other than crank up the AC and crawl under the mosquito net at the hotel and slept a solid 8 hours :) All better now.
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