Rough day for the Gus clan. Passing through Padova we were checking internet. The place had large clear windows. Our bikes were outside leaning agains the window. In our concentrated internet usage we didnt look to our right to see a man grab one of Sarahs front bags and run down the street. We noticed when we left the internet cafe 20 minutes later. The police came and didnt do anything except tell us that the area was bad. We sat around looking for answers and three men came up to us telling us they saw the person that stole our bag. They led us to a bush a couple of blocks away. A lot of the stuff in the bag was strewn all over the place. Sarah spent the next half hour on a scavenger hunt. She found half the things in her back. In reality there was nothing to sell in the bag of any value, but Sarah will never wear her white and black glasses or green jacket again. The story does not end there. Later in the day I managed to leave his wallet at a gas station, which included $300 US, credit card, and drivers license. The next morning I took the train up to the approximate location of the gas station with my bicycle. It didnt take too long to find it. I was hoping our luck would be better this time. I crossed my fingers. I went in and the same barista was there. She was happy to see me because she found my wallet. She gave it to me. It felt thin. It was thin. It had my drivers license and credit card only. She said she found it in the garbage when she got off shift. That is the end of the story. Rough day. Pic 1 - Sarah contemplating jumping in the river to possibly find her glasses. Pic 2 - lighting striking that night in Polesine.
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