Oh my god, I’m F F F F Freezing, I’m turning blue with the cold mummy, why do the Emirates airline keeps sending me to places like this, I was given to this rather nice UPS delivery man who was going to try and get me to you, but couldn’t find Bali and instead brought me to Alaska!!

I wouldn’t mind but I have a big label attached to me with my owners name and address on it. I haven’t heard from my brother case, so no idea where he is.

The Emirates people put a sticker on me saying “Not Lost, Just in Transit”, don’t know what that means.

At this rate I will have to pull out some clothes to warm up. Hee hee if I put a pair of panties on, would that make me a briefcase (sorry luggage humour).

I somehow fear if my mummy and daddy try suing the airline over losing me and my brother that it will be thrown out, why? Because the judge will rule they have no case, sorry!

When I was sat with all the other cases in Dubai, I got chatting to a case belonging to a German man, apparently he always packs sausages to take with him on holiday. I did ask whether these explode inside due to pressure, but he did say this was only in a “wurst case scenario”

You missed me.

Dear Mummy & Daddy, a nice man in Dubai loaded me onto a plane to Singapore, I believe my brother went off to the caribbean.

Singapore was really pretty, I saw the gardens and also had a ticket for Universal Studios in Santosa (those rides are awesome). I spent 3 days here and was set to join you in Bali (I hear it’s really nice), but the lovely people at Emirates sent me on to somewhere in France, don’t know where, but I will email when I find out.

Anyway, I have a booking at the Hotel Du Nord tonight, apparently Emirates keep giving me the hotel vouchers and meal vouchers they don’t give to you.

Hope you are having a good time without me, good thing is I have some nice dresses to wear with the French people around.

Next stop apparently I am being whisked away to Patagonia to meet up with you, really don’t think Emirates read your itinerary properly. Love you lots and see you soon, your suitcase (well one of them).

Wow, now this is a room

To me……

Apparently it was my birthday in January, so please have this birthday cake on is, for breakfast

And at checkout this morning from Sankara Suites to go to the Viceroy, a sheepish young man came to inform us that we have left a pair of white panties in the room and would we like them back. Now, if they were mine, they wouldn’t be white after turning them four times to extend the life. Just saying.

Mrs Fogg wanted to do the romantic candlelit dinner at the hotel (oh boy). On the same evening they were having a traditional dance BBQ, paid for event. However due to inclement weather the traditional dance was moved to the same location. So as we sit romantically staring in to each others eyes, we get to watch the procession of our colonial cousins queueing at an all you can eat buffet “airport style”.

I’m sorry but having to sit and listen to 30 “Chandler Bing Wanabees” and “OH MY GOD Janice’s”, is not my idea of fun. Could this, be any more fun!

Starters orders, food is served as we sit on our makeshift “romantic pedestal” watching the meal queue

And now onto the BBQ course, your waitress is ready to cook it for you.