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by Maura Hanrahan
Few would argue that air travel is as enjoyable as it used to be: Security line-ups that move at a snail’s pace; onboard food for which we have to pay; and more taxes and charges even as service declines.
     I spend a fair amount of time at baggage carousels, hoping my luggage won’t be lost. Usually someone among the frequent flyers has a story about their suitcase going to Spain as they headed to a conference in California. It’s enough to send shivers down your spine.
     And then it happened to me –on a business trip last week. There I was in Toronto at eight o’clock on a Tuesday night due to deliver a presentation the next day at noon. My small audience would be made up of welcoming and understanding people, but it would be rude to show up in jeans and a t-shirt, with un-brushed teeth and dirty socks. The cab driver plunked me down at Yonge and Bloor, near my hotel, but, wouldn’t you know it, the
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