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Also in travel news, DFW did not eat my luggage, for once. I think it's because I didn't hand the bag over until I was boarding the plane, but it still seems to have been a near thing. I only had to give up my bag at the gate because the agent made me try it in the bag size checker, and the fit was a little tight. This would not bother me except that a)that bag had fit just fine in the overhead bins of every airplane we'd been on so far, and b)I saw, with my own eyes, larger bags allowed on the plane. One was so stuffed that the expandy bit had been unzipped, but there it was. The best theory I can come up with is that I was discriminated against because I'd picked up a brain-sucker over the weekend and it was still attached to my head (though probably starving by that point in the trip).