It was not long after I began the first leg of a get-a-way to Arizona that my suitcase took control.  My own luggage made it clear that if we were going to dance, it would be the one leading, and I would be the one to follow. If my suitcase was meant to be more coordinated than I was, Ginger Rogers would have paired with one a long time ago, and ditched Fred Astaire. Grab the handle, and step aside Security.