Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Stolen Property

OK.. now that I am over the annoyance of having been robbed in BROAD daylight, I figured I can write about it and use this as a cleansing therapy exercise.

The day started bad and went worse.

So I previously told you about the bank, the bougatsa and the lift etc. Well it was at this point that mum and i decided to go for our walk while we waited for the lift repairs.

Somewhere after mum did a check of my backpack zippers (at my request.. like I know something was about to go down) between the original Mitropoleos church near Monastiraki and sitting down at the cafe we stopped at for a drink, I noticed my pouch zip opened and my wallet gone.

I was so shocked and annoyed all at once and felt singled out (I know this happens to millions of people every day... I watch the American Express ads and did leave home without it!)

I ran back through the way we came and looked in as many bins as I could find. I know the buggers more often than not take the money and throw everything else away. I loved that wallet and quite fankly they could have the money, i just wanted my drivers licence back and some other cards that have a special meaning for me. Credit cards were easy to cancel as I thankfully took all the emergency number I could remember to jot down.

I got directions to the police station. They were helpful.. Not! Fill out this form and we'll stamp it for you. That's it. Purely a travel insurance formality. So i filled it out and they stamped it.

Next, back at the hotel and thankfully a working lift, I went up stairs and started with the phone calls. Cancel 2 visa cards and 1 travel card. Call RTA and get their out of hours message. "I'm sorry, we are unable to answer your call at this time" That is their idea of an out of hours, informative message!!

I spent the rest of the night, lacking appetite, sulking and imagining all kinds of Russian mafia making thousands of copies of my drivers licence and credit cards putting other peoples names and photos on them and selling them on the black market. At around 1am, I wondered where I could go to buy a copy of my own credit card.

Thanks for listening!

Chat later
Tina x

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