We had a really interesting and somewhat complicated situation after our July 11 Dream cruise. We had everything when we left and got on the shuttle back to Country Inn & Suites. There was one other family from DCL on the shuttle with us (and a few from RCCL), and in conversation we learned that they were going back to WDW (this is once it actually was a good thing my dad could talk to a post). When the boys went to the bathroom, we found out they were staying at the Grand Floridian (that part was a surprise to the boys). We all got loaded into our respective cars and headed off.
Well, when my sister and a friend of ours and I were heading to EPCOT for early birthday drinks before they took me to the airport, we got a call from our parents who had already left to begin driving home to see if we had the
Castaway Club backpack (my sister was the only CC member, and she gave the pack to Daddy who had put his toiletry kit (including medication), some flip flops, and the t-shirt he'd gotten on board inside of it). We weren't in my sister's car or around any luggage, but my sister said they'd check when they got back to our friend's apartment. Wasn't there. So Daddy contacted DCL - in our case shoreside as we'd been concierge and this was the contact info he had.
He told them all the information - our cabin number (though we knew he'd left the ship with it), where we'd had breakfast, where we'd waited for the shuttle, and about the other family on the ship and where they were going. (He also contacted CI&S, but there had been no backpack found or turned in.) He got a copy of the email that was sent out to the PA, the ship team, and the GF. Daddy got an initial call from someone at the GF saying at that point nothing had been turned in, but he would go personally the next morning to the lost and found area and get back to Daddy. Well, he never heard anything and we gave up the bag for lost. (He had gotten the meds replaced, and my sister said she could easily replace the flip flops and t-shirt.)
Well, Friday of the week we got back, my dad was at his volunteer job and the phone rang, so my mom answered it. The caller asked for Daddy, but Mom said she could take a message. It was someone from the Grand Floridian, and the backpack had been turned in!! They wanted to verify the address and shipped it to him at express at no charge!!
Bravo everyone involved in recovering the backpack!!
(And if you're on a shuttle, talk to the people! You'll never know how it might come out.)