I made it to Ireland. Even if my flight from Stavanger was late and only sheer luck and nice air hosteses helped me catch my connecting flight in London. My bag wasn’t as lucky as me and did not make the flight. We stayed at a lovely hotel in Dublin Airport that we usually use when the flight arrives late at night or leave early in the morning. It’s now called Clayton Hotel, but it used to be called Bewleys so we sometimes mix up the names.
The next day was used to meet up with people in Dublin and as we where turning our noses west I got a call from the airline saying that my bag was now in Tuam, five hours before the prearranged time. The driver didn’t concider this a problem because he knew the guy working in the local Subway shop and he could leave it there. So when I got to Tuam my bag was there waiting for me!