I tried posting when I landed in BWI, but I kept getting this error about how I couldn't post because I had already logged in.
I got here safely, and relatively uneventfully.
When I got to ORD, I had about 20 minutes to clear customs and get my bags checked for the next flight, so I was starting to sweat it, but I made it with plenty of time.
TSA only wanted to see the ziploc bags of pocket change I had in my carry on. I didn't even have to take my plastic bag of medications/liquids out of my backpack.
I got on the flight, sat down, was asked what I was drinking, and began to listen to music. The flight went smoothly.
When I arrived in BWI, I went to get my luggage, and one of the baggage-attendants called out a bunch of peoples' names. I'm thinking, Great, it's probably 'we lost your bags over the great lakes because someone forgot to close the hatch'. She began to speak "Your bags didn't make the flight, but they'll make the next flight in from Chicago. Come with me to fill out a claim."
Oh, cool, not a problem. My bags have been lost so often it's a non-issue. Fill out the form, find out it's only one bag that got lost, walk over to the baggage computer machine with my luggage-check-tag, and make a claim online. No problems. Waited at the caruosel, picked up my bag, of course, it's the small one with none of my clothes in it. The one with the multimeter. Cool.
So I found the USO lounge, which happens to be right next to Baggage claim 14 in BWI, and sat down for a bit. From here I tried to post, and got that "you've already logged in" message.
Waited. Got picked up. Drove around. Found some food that didn't make me want to vomit. Ate. Wanted to vomit. Drove back to the airport. Went into the luggage-claim office, and the people remembered me. There was a guy there who was about to go out and find my luggage for me on the caruosel. Stood there. Waited. Got my bag. Went back outside, threw it in the car, and got in the car.
Let me say something about how you people drive in this country..... I know why you rate vehicles on a 0-60 mph test. Because that's all you do. Everywhere. Doesn't matter if it's a red light, people try to go 60 mph, just to get the holeshot, then have to change lanes, and swerve. Oh, and nobody uses turn signals in the city. Holy crap. I'm scared to get a motorcycle now. Shit, I'm scared to drive. And to top it all off, everyones' headlights are pointed up. Way up. So they can see the signs on the freeway light up. Not cool. </rant>
I'd love to say I'm happy to be here, but you all know how that goes. TV sucks, I've got no car, I'm stuck unpacking shit.