... so the phone rang at 02:00. But, I had fallen asleep and by the time I got to it, it was too late. So I went outside and checked if the delivery guy was there. But no sight of him. I heard the phone again at around 03:00... and again, as it only rang a couple of times, I was too late to pick it up. Note, the phone is in the kitchen, Carmen in the bed and trying to catch some sleep (difficult endeavor - clubless!=sleepless?) Yes, maybe this time. There was a truck outside. But they were loading something onto it (strange hour of night to do so) and drove away. Hmm, frustrated, I went back to bed.
When I called US Airways baggage services, they were very apologetic, but could not reach the delivery guys... Finally at 11:00 I got another call. He would be here in 10 minutes. At 11:45 the delivery guy calls again and said he was outside. So I hung up and went outside... BUT THERE IS NO ONE! Hmm, hopefully he would call again. He did, claiming he was outside, well as I checked he wasn't and finally he looked at this map and admitted he was in the wrong neighborhood. 12:10 - I have my clubs :)
No clubs, no game. My morning tee time at Barefoot Love needed to be cancelled. Will try to play it tomorrow instead. Today, there was just one more thing to do really. Move condos. The one I checked into was not very clean at all and half of the things in it did not work. New condo (neat inside also not just outside), new luck and after the move still some time to go and practice at Myrtlewood Golf Course, which is part of the resort I am staying at.
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Bunker and chipping practice half
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