Automation is inspiring. The Air Canada "Self Service" Kiosk seemed to spin into an infinite loop of choose, re-choose-..... before delivering a dreaded one hour sentence to the "passengers requiring assistance" line. I don't need assistance any more. I need therapy. Flight insurance can't afford the therapy I need, and I am too cheap to pay airline prices for the liquid variety. I'll OD on gravol...it's cheap. The good news is there are only 24 hours remaining, including 5 hours as a vagrant in the Frankfurt airport and a three hour van ride from Accra to Biriwa. The bad news is I heard that heaven has self-service kiosks just like this at the pearly gate. The good news is I won't be needing them (p<0.000000001). I should have hugged my suitcase more as it disappeared down the belt loosely wrapped with an ACC . I think the AC stands for Acupolco and the last one for "Crush"