Touchdown, albeit sans bike

Let's be honest I'm struggling to convince myself that I'm about to do what I'm about to do. So, I'm not really that surprised that the US immigration folk didn't believe me. But, they were all set to let me through once I'd gone down to get my bike from baggage. Alas when I returned with no bike and only a sheet of A4 paper saying my bike was lost it became an altogether more complex and time consuming process that almost involved rubber gloves. Finally got through an hour and a half later to meet a perplexed Mr MacIver - they took my phone as well). Still here in one piece and hoping to see the bike tomorrow.