Well, I was robbed on the beach in Calella, Spain on the the Costa Brava.
I’m now the fourth revolutionary to have their stuff stolen from them. The thief got my ipod, my cell phone, and my camera.
I had them in them in my pants rolled up right next to me. I found my pants fifty feet from me. It was a nice thief because he just took the money out of my wallet and at least they left me with my cards, my wallet (empty of money) and my pants. They didn’t get my computer thankfully or my passport. If I had only kept my valuables in my sleeping bag with me! I feel especially stupid because I told Louis to keep his valuables in his sleeping bag when his passport and money were stolen. I feel like I’ve lost some trust in humanity and I’m pretty upset, but mostly I’m upset with myself for not being more street-wise or beach-wise as the case may be.
I feel pretty unlucky because Thomas had his iPhone right on his handlebars and they didn’t get that.
At least I made someone’s day today. And I have a few less things to carry around. Lightening the load is a good thing I guess.