So down to baggage claim I went, twenty minutes at the carousel before it finally started to begin the slow dispersion of luggage. I had my notebook with me already, of course, and only had two small pieces of luggage, which after another ten minutes had dropped on to the carousel and was making its way towards me. The tall brown-haired man was smiling at me and I remembered what I had on—I was going to have to be careful not to give a show. I was distracted enough and so uneasy under his steady gaze that my luggage passed me by. I carefully dipped down and collected my first piece when a man I’d noticed before was suddenly next to me lifting my second piece.
