On the way from Puglia to the Netherlands, my hand luggage was confiscated under protest, as I got onto the plane. I was already afraid this would happen: my bag never arrived at Schiphol. So frustrating! I literally had nothing: no toothbrush, no underwear, no flip-flops, and no sportswear. It also meant a lot of work: improvising temporarily, buying the essentials, and then re-ordering things. That will cost time, money, and energy, which are scarce anyway. Scarcity gives a feeling of stress and pressure.
When I realized what I had lost, I panicked a bit at first. My super well coordinated capsule wardrobe, which I’ve collected over the past few years: gone. Many of the items I could never get back.
Still, I found a way to turn this into an ‘opportunity’. Of course, they are just “things”. I visualize every day that my bag is found and how happy I am to get it back. And in the meantime, I’m going shopping at KLM’s expense. See my new dress below.
PS. just before sending this email, I managed to collect my bag from Schiphol! Check out these happy pictures.