I tossed and turned all night, waiting for a 4 am phone call that never came. A quick dash to the NW airlines office at the airport before catching my flight to Chiang Mai yielded still more depressing news. I had come to Thailand. My bags had gone to Hawaii.
I provided them with my contact info for the remainder of the week and tried to remain optimistic.
Nonetheless, my trip continued and it was time to rally. I jetted off to Chiang Mai, eager to see the city in the north.