Just when you thought it couldn't get worse...
I have spent the past three days navigating the bureacractic mazes of this country. First for the stolen computer. Then, when I thought I was finished, some dickface thief snatched my satchel from the table next to the computer in the internet cafe. I didn't even notice. One minute: satchel; next minute: what the f*ck? In a blinding flash of ignorance that morning, I had failed to remove the important documents that I would usually have kept in my backpack (instead of my satchel), including my passport and the documentation of the computer theft. Plus, all my debit cards were in the satchel, and so were all my other forms of identification, and all my cash. And then it started raining. I'll give you one guess where my umbrella was. Hijo de puta! What a nightmare!
Afterwards, I ran around the offices of the Costa Rican agency dealing with thefts. I spoke with attendants and counselors and helpful office workers, and finally figured out how to make an international phone call. A friendly, sympathetic senora gave me one thousand colones and her umbrella, and sent me on my way. I couldn't pay for the phone call but I made it anyway. A flurry of communication via email followed, and then I went to sleep, with plans to visit the embassy and hopefully get a new passport.
So now I am back at my hostel after a morning spent pulling tickets, filling out forms, and waiting for my number to be called in several different lines at the US embassy in the next town over. It looks like I will have a new passport soon, and some money on a very fortunate loan from my exceptionally helpful parents. Without them I think I would be in very serious trouble right now. As it stands I am just very inconvenienced, and a bt further into debt. The temporary passport costs $85 and expires in ninety days, after which time I will have to apply for another one.
So, let this be a lesson to any of you planning to or travelling in Costa Rica. Hide your stuff well and never take anything off your body unless you are in a hotel room!
My, this is getting old. I think I am about ready to come home now.
I have spent the past three days navigating the bureacractic mazes of this country. First for the stolen computer. Then, when I thought I was finished, some dickface thief snatched my satchel from the table next to the computer in the internet cafe. I didn't even notice. One minute: satchel; next minute: what the f*ck? In a blinding flash of ignorance that morning, I had failed to remove the important documents that I would usually have kept in my backpack (instead of my satchel), including my passport and the documentation of the computer theft. Plus, all my debit cards were in the satchel, and so were all my other forms of identification, and all my cash. And then it started raining. I'll give you one guess where my umbrella was. Hijo de puta! What a nightmare!
Afterwards, I ran around the offices of the Costa Rican agency dealing with thefts. I spoke with attendants and counselors and helpful office workers, and finally figured out how to make an international phone call. A friendly, sympathetic senora gave me one thousand colones and her umbrella, and sent me on my way. I couldn't pay for the phone call but I made it anyway. A flurry of communication via email followed, and then I went to sleep, with plans to visit the embassy and hopefully get a new passport.
So now I am back at my hostel after a morning spent pulling tickets, filling out forms, and waiting for my number to be called in several different lines at the US embassy in the next town over. It looks like I will have a new passport soon, and some money on a very fortunate loan from my exceptionally helpful parents. Without them I think I would be in very serious trouble right now. As it stands I am just very inconvenienced, and a bt further into debt. The temporary passport costs $85 and expires in ninety days, after which time I will have to apply for another one.
So, let this be a lesson to any of you planning to or travelling in Costa Rica. Hide your stuff well and never take anything off your body unless you are in a hotel room!
My, this is getting old. I think I am about ready to come home now.
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