We’ve arrived safely, but not without incident in Copenhagen.
I decided to pack quite a bit of camera gear for this trip. The new A850, the Zeiss 24-70mm f/2.8 along with several fast, prime lenses for low light shooting and a variety of accessories including my nice flash gun and other sorted items.
Managing my heavy jacket, my backpack and this VERY heavy camera bag has been challenging, but something I thought I had well under control.
We flew from Houston to Atlanta where we caught our overseas flight to Copenhagen. Once we arrived at the airport we gathered our things and walked to the train platform where we waited a few minutes and caught the train to the Copenhagen Central Station where it would only be a 5 minute walk to the hotel.
All was going well as we boarded the train and struck up a conversation with a guy from Jutland who was headed into Copenhagen to meet with some family for the holidays.
When we got to Copenhagen Central Station I went to gather my things and noticed my camera bag was missing.
Panic.
I was sure I brought it on to the train but it was nowhere to be seen. Could the someone have lifted it on the train? Seemed unlikely. The bag is quite heavy and it’s not something you just pick up and casually walk away with.
We went to the information booth, hoping maybe we’d left it at the train platform at the airport and it had been turned in to lost and found or something. They checked, nothing.
Cynthia was in full panic mode. I was pretty dejected thinking I was not going to be doing the one thing I came here to do, which is take pictures.
We decided to catch the train back to the airport and I told Cynthia to pray for a miracle.
It’s about a 15 minute train ride between Central Station and the airport and the whole way Cynthia is crying I am thinking I am going to just throw up. How on Earth could I have been either stupid enough to leave the camera bag laying on the platform or unobservant enough to miss someone walking off with my precious camera equipment?
As we pulled into the airport I looked to the other platform and there was my camera bag, right where I left it. Just sitting there.
I ran up into the airport and back down and in my haste managed to just end up back on the arrival platform. I ran again and managed to get to the proper platform and grabbed my camera bag. Everything was there, completely untouched.
As I was running to get to the camera Cynthia stood on the opposite platform, watching our things and crying. Another traveller asked her what was wrong and she explained and he ran up and across to the other platform to rescue the bag, but I got there first.
I met back up with Cynthia and the other traveller came back and we thanked him for his efforts. We collected out wits AND all of our belongings and headed back to Copenhagen on the train and got checked into the hotel.
I am one lucky lucky man.
It’s the season for miracles! I’m glad you received one.
Lucky indeed. I know that horrible feeling of leaving your camera behind. Its like misplacing a kid. Ok. not really. BUT I gasped when you wrote, camera bag was missing.
The guardian angel of travel photography was watching over you. The happy ending makes for a great story.
THAT’S one for the books. It’s hard to keep focussed (no pun intended) when you’re travelling.
You being a geek and all, it might be worthwhile to loook for one of the electronic leashes that attach to your bags and set off alarms when they get too far away from you. They tend to be lifesavers.
Yikes! That has to be a heart-stopper.
What a wonderful Christmas story ending.
Get some rest then go and take some “miraculous” pics of Copenhagen.
Oh, my! How scary! So glad all turned out well. I’m waiting impatiently for Copenhagen pictures!
Wow! That IS a Christmas miracle! These days, you’re lucky someone didn’t think it was a bomb left by a terrorist and call the police to “diffuse” it with some high-pressure water or something. Wow!
Wow, that IS lucky.
Good luck with all that camera equipment coming back into the states, with the new restrictions in place after the most recent incident. They’re restricting you to ONE carry-on per person, so you may have to check something.
I guess you just got older and closer to death. Man, I’ve had my equipment stolen twice so you did VERY good!
Aquí decimos: “No hay mal que por bien no venga”
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So glad you recovered your bag! What a relief–I know the feeling. Have a wonderful journey–thanks for sharing your adventures!
Thank GOD! I am still jealouse of you guys. Be safe and have a wonderful trip. And thanks for shareing!
It’s a Krampus miracle! So glad everything was ok and that security didn’t blow up the bag! =)
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