The highs and Lows of Life…

So I got pick pocketed today :(. Which brings me to the topic of the high and lows of this trip. Many times during this trip have been absolutely GREAT but at the same time many have been totally HORRIBLE hahaha and there have been few times that were just ‘okay.’ For instance, just the other day I almost had a heart attack when I found out that I had gotten an invoice mailed to my house for the car repairs I had in Paris for $3000…but luckily I sorted that whole situation out with the rental company. And then today…here I was, sitting near the beautiful Spanish steps feeling like a million bucks and then got up to walk for dinner. As I was eating dinner, I noticed that my pocket wasn’t quite as heavy as it should’ve been! Sadly I was a victim of the very ‘common’ pick pocketing that goes on here in Rome. Many many people had told me their own horror stories about Rome before this trip had started and now I have a story to tell myself (though I wouldn’t call it a horror story). Unfortunately one of the items that were stolen was my cell phone which really sucks BUT I still have my passport and other important documents so it definitely could have been worse. When I did realize what had happened I traced my steps back and ran around the Spanish steps like a chicken with its head cut off. But with no avail -- I did not find my phone anywhere. I decided to call my phone and realized that it had been turned off (which I never do!) so definitely someone had it and did not want me to find them. I called the cell phone company and after waiting on hold for a long LONG time, had my phone suspended. I did a little more searching, hoping I’d find someone playing around with my phone or something but did not see anyone so yeah things really got sour for me today. And to make things better it started raining REALLY HARD. It seems as though this kind of stuff always happens to me – whenever I’m on cloud nine feeling sooooooooo great I always seem to get a not to nice push back to reality. But I guess that’s just life and hey, life goes on.

Anyways of days this had to happen on my last day of the trip – why couldn’t it have happened yesterday or the day before? Why do I have to end my trip like this! I’m not crying or anything but it still upsets me that of all days I got pick pocketed today.

Well my flight is still tomorrow so I am still happy about that I guess.