Barefoot Traveler

I am reminded of a flight I recently took where a guy entered the bathroom of the airplane barefoot. The same bathroom where earlier a woman exited to tell the flight attendant that there was some sort of liquid all over the floor. Somehow the man's misplaced familiarity was unwelcomed. We were afterall travelling together in a sealed environment where I believe a bit of discretion would be advisable. I felt guilty slipping my socked foot from my shoe for fear of upsetting my fellow travelers. This man felt no such social barriers and freely walked the aisles barefoot.
Is that freedom or the precursor to a nasty ringworm infection?

Lost Luggage

I am not a big fan of traveling for work. Normally I make a quick overnight or two night trip to help out a customer and I just pack a carry-on. Occasionally I need to check a bag of equipment but I always do so with the feeling that it is the last time I will ever see it again. The airlines have lost my bag more than once (FYI, Southwest has no way to track where your bag is after you hand it over). This trip I had a case of equipment that I needed to check and I had a second carry-on. Half of the bags made it to Vegas. Grrr... Of course the bag that was lost had all my clothes and toiletries. I filled out the forms and pointed to my bag type on the chart. Then they asked if I needed some toiletries and gave me a bag of stuff. Made me feel a little better about my bag being lost. Until I opened it. Here are the contents:

• T-shirt
  
• Razor
• Shaving cream
• Brush
• Toothbrush
• Q-tip
• Cotton ball

Notice anything? Yep. No toothpaste. Lovely. I decided to just use the toothbrush sans paste. Another mistake. The brush disentegrated in my mouth leaving bits of bristles in the back of my mouth. Thanks for nothing Delta! All that crap got left in the hotel room.