Having just returned from my latest whirlwind pass through the sub-continent I am fighting off the usual jet lag blues.
The afternoon of my first day back I opted for a little nap. About an hour in to it my phone rings. It was the airline informing me that my bag which had been re-routed from me was now in and would be delivered to my Seattle address.
I started! "No! That's no good. I'm not in Seattle! I'm in, uh, er. Oh. (Looking out the window) Huh, I AM in Seattle. OK. Thank you."
This temporary post-trip disorientation always happens at some point. This was just the first time anyone else experienced it with me. Wonder what the poor guy was thinking...
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