I've been sick the last two weeks with a cough and achy feeling all the time, and then the past 3 days I've had food poisoning, but last night I got a really good nights sleep and I woke up this morning feeling refreshed.
Every Wednesday in Es Cana there is a hippie market with lots of cheap, eclectic clothes, jewelry bags and what not, plus live music and good food. So, feeling called, I decided I'd make a day of it. I had my last $250 that I exchanged this morning (~170 euros) and took the bus about 40 minutes to Es Cana hoping to find some cool stuff to get for my friends and family
I got there and it was great. Lots of people, lots of stuff going on, very Austin-esque I would say. I shopped around for about 30 minutes, picked out a few things and then realized my wallet was gone.
Just like that, everything ruined. All that money gone. Credit card gone. TX id gone. I feel violated more than anything else. That was my purse. What can you do though? Everyone warned me. I thought I was being careful. I had my purse zipped and in front of me at all times. I don't know how it happened.
I panicked for about 30 minutes, not knowing how I was going to get home, pennyless and too distraught to try and speak to anyone in spanish. Luckily, a woman saw me, obviously upset, and did her best to figure out was was wrong. She gave me the number to the police, 4eu to get home and a big hug. She must have been a mom because it felt like my mom was hugging me.
I'm back at the house now My card is cancelled and I've come to terms with the fact that the money is gone along with my damn cute wallet, those assholes. UHG!
My spirits are so broken. I was really looking forward to Barcelona next weekend, but now that feels so out of reach. Maria feels bad for me so she said to take the day off. And now all I have is $250 in non-refundable travelers checks that no one even accepts here to last me until I leave. I still have my debit card, which my parents said they would put money on but that's not the point. I don't want them to have to put money on it. I wanted to be responsible with my money. I wanted to be able to do this but at this point I feel like giving up. Traveling by yourself sucks.
This post is making me feel worse, and probably bumming you out too, which I dont want so I'll leave you with some pictures I got of the beach front in Es Cana. The view was unbelievable, the pictures do no justice. I wish I could have enjoyed my time there more because it was really an awesome spot.
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