So where were we…
We woke up Saturday morning still tired and wondering what the day would bring. JR went to the airport to see what we needed to do regarding our bags, and to collect our vouchers. We hoped we’d be able to stay in the hotel again that night since our flight wasn’t until 11 pm. It took him over two hours, and during that time he learned that although he and Abby had tickets that night, I didn’t, that our bags were most likely in DC or Frankfurt, and United would not give us a voucher for the hotel that day. However, they were generous enough to give us each another $7 food voucher! Instead of checking out at 11 am and spending the day in the airport we decided to go ahead and book the hotel room for another day anyway, and just pay for it ourselves.
Luckily for us, there was a Chili’s restaurant just a two minute walk from our hotel. We love Chili’s (we have very sophisticated palettes). After we ate, JR took the baby back to eat while I hopped in a taxi and asked to go to the nearest grocery store so I could buy more diapers. The driver took me to Whole Foods, and I honestly wasn’t sure if they sold diapers there, but turns out they do! When I arrived back at the hotel we all took a long nap before making our way to the airport later that night.
We went straight to baggage claim to try and determine the exact location of our luggage. In an interesting twist, they forwarded all 5 bags to Munich because they mistakenly believed we had booked the Munich flight – even though we never did. We went upstairs to wait in line at the Turkish counter since it opened at 7:30 pm, feeling antsy about getting seats together and hoping we might still get the bassinet row (which we had reserved for our original Frankfurt flight). They look like this:
We wanted Abby to have a spot to stretch out during the long flight. Unfortunately, those rows were booked but they were able to put us all together, and that was the most important part. Our flight to Istanbul was pretty uneventful. Abby slept most of it and hardly ever cried. She didn’t seem stressed at all by our troubles up to that point.
Abby really likes to stretch.
We landed in Istanbul on time (shocker!) and walked down the steps to collect our stroller on the tarmac, which we had checked at the gate JUST before boarding the plane in DC, alongside several other strollers. We see all of these families putting their strollers together and strapping their kids in, but our stroller is no where to be found. I asked one of the employees if they were still unloading, and tried to explain that our stroller should be with this pile, but he didn’t really understand English. A nice lady attempted to translate for us and she gathered that our stroller was either in DC or lost, because it wasn’t on the plane. The employee kept on saying that if we gate-checked our stroller then it would be here. We obviously agreed with him, but that didn’t answer the question of where did it go? How in the world did they lose a large GATE CHECKED ITEM?! At this point I was like “WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO MEEEEE”?
JR made his way to a Turkish counter and asked about the stroller. They told him it could be in Pristina or DC, and we could wait and see when we got there, or he could exit through customs, find their Lost and Found, file a report, then come back through security and make the next flight. I told him I thought that was ridiculous and we’d deal with it at home, surely something would go our way and the stroller would be waiting for us in Pristina. The only highlight of this stop was running into our friends Shawn and Amy, returning from a weekend trip to Istanbul and on the same short flight to Pristina. It was nice to see some friendly faces and introduce them to Abby!
Although we were scheduled to land in Pristina at 7:45pm, of course we were almost an hour late. The good news was that ALL of our checked bags from our original flight were there waiting for us! The bad news was that our stroller was not. They told us to file a claim with Turkish when we got home. Sigh. Our friends were nice enough to wait for us and help us load up our bags in the van, and we were FINALLY headed home. Hooray!
You know that feeling when you think nothing else could possibly go wrong? And then you realize you were so, so very wrong. In early April we sent two shipments – a layette with baby items like a Pack n Play, swing, etc., and a consumables shipment with food, diapers and wipes. The guys who handled that packout said that the crib, mattress, and rug should go in my consumables shipment to help with packaging and it allowed me more weight/space in my layette shipment (which has a limit of 250lbs – that adds up really quickly). We were under the impression BOTH shipments would be waiting in our apartment for us. Why would we assume this? Because they said that our shipments had arrived and were waiting for us in our apartment. Not so fast. Only the layette was there. Okay fine, at least we have her pack n play and swing, we can survive on that for a while.
Then I realize our internet wasn’t working. Since we were away for so long, it appeared our contract with the internet company had expired. And then there was a small flood in our bathroom so there was standing water all over. So yeah, I had a
major minor meltdown. Not my finest moment but I had definitely reached my limit.
So that was Sunday and now it’s Friday. Maintenance fixed the leak first thing Monday which was great, although we then realized we had an ant problem as a result, but we’re getting that resolved too. JR had our internet fixed right away on Monday, and we’ve been in contact with the shipping company about the rest of our things. Consumables are currently in Antwerp, Belgium and should be delivered in about 2 weeks. And best of all, after many calls and emails with Turkish Airlines, we received our stroller yesterday!
Things could have turned out much worse and we’re thankful that we received all our lost luggage, and that we all made it here safely and together. But – I’m going to need a lot of booze before I make a trek like that again.