Kabalagala (Ugandan pancakes) go missing after a flight from Uganda
Window shot flying over Washington D.C area on Qatar Airways I started 2024 with missing suitcases after a flight home to Uganda. Immigration officer: Where are you coming from? Me: Uganda IO: What was the reason for your travel? Me: To see family IO: How are they doing? Me: They are well, thank you. IO: How much money are you bringing into the country? Me: (Thinking to myself—"dude is this a trick question?”) I said, “None really”. IO: Welcome back! With that I went off to pick my luggage. I scanned the luggage conveyor belt for a while… nothing. Exhausted but chill and with hubby still way out, navigating the highways, I took my time. I watched the luggage spin round and round: green cases, black cases, pink cases, checkered cases, cases with bright colored strings (you know the pieces of cloth torn off dresses or belts—the ones used to tie sacks of cassava or millet? Ya! People real know how to mark their luggage, so it stands out). My cases: one maroon-soft cover and one gree