My connecting flight to Rome arrived late due to the weather and I missed my onward connection. After an hour of administrative wrangling the airline had arranged a new flight the next day and a hotel for the night. Unfortunately my checked bag was lost for the time being. Still better than a night at the airport!
A woman came up to the airline desk and said there was a bus waiting outside to take me to the hotel. I got outside. No bus. Just my luck, I thought. Then she pointed to a car and said “Bus! Bus! I mean car!” The car to take me to the hotel was a black 2018 BMW 7 series. The driver whisked me away at great speed down the autostrada and I was at the hotel in double-quick time. I must say the 7 series is very nice to sit in the back of.
The hotel was some random 3 star in some random semi-commercial area. When I arrived the manager gave me a ‘snack’, since it was midnight by this point. It had several biscuits, crackers, and two tins of meat and vegetables. Some snack!
Although I didn’t have a phone charger I did have my cable, and sure enough the TV had a USB port in the back. I was then able to get a reasonable sleep.
The next morning breakfast was laid on:
I had a bit of time to work out and do some admin. The manager said lunch was provided, but the hotel didn’t usually do lunch, so they would ‘whip something up’. I came through and the table was set with a basket of bread, mineral water, and probably the best meal I had on the whole holiday.
The airline had ordered my airport shuttle several hours before the flight so that I would have time to investigate the whereabouts of my bag. That left me a few hours to look around. I decided to stay within walking distance of the hotel so that I didn’t get caught out by a strike on the underground or some other random occurrence.
The area was full of modernist architecture.
I went in to a supermarket. What we would consider a gourmet delicatessen is their regular supermarket.
I walked around window shopping. See my other post about the fashion I saw. I then headed back up the hill and found an abandoned but very fancy building.
I then headed back to the hotel.I was taken away in a disappointingly non-BMW airport shuttle van. I then spent 90 min in the lost luggage queue. They had one person on. It took 15-30 min to deal with each person. Eventually I had some service. If you are not at your final destination you cannot put in a claim. I waited several hours for my flight and then did just that at my final stop, with a much more helpful attendant. It then took another 4 days for my bag to show up (with about 15 bag tags on it).