Either that or there were a dozen Miss America runners-up on the same flight. I'm fascinated by other people's luggage. Even for a long trip I'm hard pressed to fill a small flight bag. And I mean anything. I picture those countries looking like an apartment after moving day - nothing left except hooks in the walls and an old box of baking soda in the fridge.
People dress one of two ways for the flight home.
The first group travel in sweats. With or without rhinestones and glitter butterflies. The next group are more fun - they're the ones who decided to wear home the fashions they bought overseas. Somehow that latest style from Milan looks a little goofy in downtown Regina. Or that beret from France that looked fine when you were in a crowd of other beret wearers.