So here is an excellent example of my occasional failure to pay attention.
I took this photo of myself some sixteen months ago, in the Hauptbahnhof in Düsseldorf. I was waiting to board the Super Chief to Berlin, and was taken with my reflection in the windowglass of a train which came in on the track before mine was due.
...caught up in this auto-erotic reverie, I neglected to notice that my train for Berlin had snuck in to the station on the track behind me, until I heard the last call announcement over the loudspeaker. Whereupon I lept aboard.
and as I collected myself pulling out of the station, I had stuffed the Motorola Razor used to take the pic in my pocket, had my twosuiter and my shopping bag—
but my shoulderbag was nowhere to be seen.
I had left it on the platform. Swore. German or English? don't remember. Yes I do. "Fuck!"
Took stock quickly, acted immediately—
got off the Super Chief at Düsseldorf International Airport, five minutes down the track.
changed platforms, got on the Regionalbahn headed back into Düsseldorf.
didn't even bother to revisit my previous platform, just swept down stairs in a flurry—
marched up to Lost and Found
asked for a black Tumi shoulder bag.
gratefully received same from the attendant on duty, who said
"Sie haben Schwein gehabt!!" (you've had pig!)
which means, yabastid you been lucky this time...
cost me 2€ for a windowseat reservation on the subsequent train...
good Viertel of Künstler Riesling, as the clouds and the landscape rollled by.