So, I came into the internet cafe yesterday to write a blog, but i wasn´t really sure where to begin or if i even wanted to blog about this, but i think i will. Get it out there and move on. As some of you know, while I was in Berlin I was robbed. Craig and I stayed in a nice hotel in the business area of the city. Our room was one of 5 that got hit within four hours, during the Germany-Italy World Cup game. They stole 350 euros and my digital camera. Looking back on it, I´m glad that it was the only thing we lost. We are safe. We weren´t in the room.
The worst part is that I don´t have any of my pictures from Prague or Germany. They were on the memory card in the camera. And as fate would have it. We specifically went back to the room to put my digital camera away so that I wouldn´t lose it at the WC game. Figures! I´m not sure why but it really hit me yesterday morning and I couldn´t stop crying. Poor Craig! There were a couple of hours that I was really tempted to go to the airport and switch my flight so that I could just head home. I wanted to be back with things that were familiar to me. But, my plane ticket to Madrid and my first hotel night there were already paid, so I figured I might as well make the trip and see how i feel.
The German police were called to the hotel and they spent about a half hour with us going over everything and then they even fingerprinted half of our hotel door. Craig and I were both impressed. We were expecting some fake ass report to be made, but there were really serious about it. I´m guessing its because there were so many people robbed. I have to call the German police department when i get back to the states to give them the specifics of my camera model so that in case for some rare reason they do find my camera, they can return it.
Ok, so there is the story. Sucks but I´m about 85% over it now. On to the next blog where it can be fun again.
