No sooner had I made myself comfortable on the Trenton bound Path train, than the conductor lovingly announced that it would be going express – by passing the airport, my chosen destination.
“Holy crap,” I exclaimed, half-eaten banana thrown into the depths of my hand luggage as I scrambled for the exit.
It wasn’t until I was on the platform that I realized my scarf must have fallen out of my bag.
Boo! 30 minutes in and one item down!
Note: If anyone is in the vicinity with a spare, gorgeous scarf, give me a holler!
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