In Czechia today, I was in a rush to leave a train, and follow the locals to the replacement bus service I had only just realised was on offer - I didn't understand the words the grumpy conductor used the first time, nor the second when I asked "Pardubice?", but I got the gist of "NO! No Pardubice, autobusy!" and some waving.

I made if off, small bag, laptop, earphone grabbed and in my hands. I caught everyone up, I made it round the corner I would never have turned on my own, I got onto the bus.

*Then* I remembered my other bag. The one with the clothes in, the clothes I was so pleased, just last night, to have got into a washing machine for the first time in 6 weeks.

I called out "Gah! My bag!" for the benefit of any English speakers. I ran. I went back round the corner I'd never have turned (etc), down the ramp, along the underpass, back up the stairs. I heard the train move just before I could see it. The bag left.

But Yay! I still have my passport, cards, money, phone, chargers, kindle and laptop, so I don't *have* to have the other bag. The bus was only taking us a mile and half ("No Pardubice!" was only partly correct, because we were at Pardubice Rosice. Has a nice ring to it), so the half hour+ I had before my next train was more than enough time to walk it, and the route was easy despite no phone reception. I made my second train (to Brno).

I've been in text chat with Arriva, and who knows, I might even get the bag back.