ffuuuuuccccckkkkk
I know I have a "real" blog but I haven't figure out how to say this gracefully yet.
Last night, on our way to the airport via the goodbye thing with our group, my and Kristina's bags were stolen from a tiny, intimate club that we'd been to before and that was filled with our friends. My passport, all my clothes and toiletries, glasses and extra contacts, address book, school work, and brand-new 250g ritter sport bar are gone. Thank goodness I had my cellphone and wallet in my back pockets. The tickets to Portugal were basically wasted since Easy Jet is a "no refunds" airline. I'll see about getting credit for the return flight. Today I have to go to the American consulate and apply for a new passport, buy new underwear and socks since all the ones I owned were in that bag, and start a spring break in Berlin that was supposed to be my break from this place.
Kind of shitty.
Last night, on our way to the airport via the goodbye thing with our group, my and Kristina's bags were stolen from a tiny, intimate club that we'd been to before and that was filled with our friends. My passport, all my clothes and toiletries, glasses and extra contacts, address book, school work, and brand-new 250g ritter sport bar are gone. Thank goodness I had my cellphone and wallet in my back pockets. The tickets to Portugal were basically wasted since Easy Jet is a "no refunds" airline. I'll see about getting credit for the return flight. Today I have to go to the American consulate and apply for a new passport, buy new underwear and socks since all the ones I owned were in that bag, and start a spring break in Berlin that was supposed to be my break from this place.
Kind of shitty.