** Sorry, this posting is without picture or video. Can be boring, but it is the craziest story ever in my life. even more dramatic than when I lost my plane in Frankfurt in 2007 **
Last summer, I lost my camera - well, actually not mine, but my mother's - and my the most favourite phone because of the SOJU.
I could have found my phone, but the battery died on the day that I was supposed to take, so I had to say a 'forever bye' to my special phone. (It was a limited edition of SAMSUNG!)
Anyway, this bad habit didn't end yet.
# Day 1.
On the day of Rosenmontag (15.02.10), I did costume as Marie Antoinette (believe or not!) and I wanted to be perfect like always (haha) so I made the most stupid choice ever. I brought my small cute white bag, and totally forgot its handle was not okay.
Did I mention on the last posting that we were drinking Vodka in the morning in the train on our way to Mainz?
- You can imagine what happened to a 'little bit' happy drunk girl and with her bag with broken handle. :D
almost after 2 hours we arrived, I recognised that my bag was not on my arm anymore.
It seemed it just had happened almost 15 mins ago. (yes, brilliant huh? I checked the photo from camera and in the last picture I had my bag on my arm.)
We went back to the place we had been, and of course my bag couldn't be there any more.
I was in Chaos, couldn't think anything, and just told people around there that
"Ich habe meine Tasche verloren! haben Sie kleine weisse Tasche gesehen?"
Yes, really to the people I HAVE NO IDEA who they are!
and told them I'll keep calling my phone, so if you found it, just keep it and ANSWER MY PHONE!
My friends asked me whether I wanted to go back to Worms or not.. like that.
Yes it is a disaster.. even from beginning of the day.
Well, maybe I am too CRAZY, positive or stupid enough.
I told them.:
"Well, anyway we can not find my bag here although we're looking everywhere for hours and hours! If I go back to Worms now, I will be depressed ALL DAY LONG. WHATEVER! yes, I'm drunk, I lost my bag! but this is Carnival! Let's ENJOY. At least I still have my camera! ;)"
My lovely, super great friends kept calling to my phone and even left a message to my phone. :D
Yes, of course I lost everything, so I couldn't even get to my home.
One of my friends who was also in Mainz with me till the last. (well, we'd lost each other anyhow haha :D met again in the Worms Hbf.)
So, yes I was homeless from that day.
As soon as I went her home, used her laptop and logged on to facebook and skype.
Firstly, called my mum and told her briefly about the happening, and asked her to lock my credit cards and evertyhing (Yes, it was too late. and in the morning I was too drunk to think about it. stupid girl heh?)
and told a friend on facebook that I lost my things, so please call my phone when he had some time.
# Day 2.
the next morning, when I logged on facebook again, I've got really a good message.
One of my friends (he's so so so great one :P) told me the guy who had got my phone called him and I could get it back from him, and it's Mainz!
He's already in another city, so couldn't come with me. I asked another friend of mine that he could help me or not. I mean whether he could go to Mainz with me.
He's super nice so that could go with me. COOL!
Well, at least I had to go to my house. called my landlord and told him about my bag as well, and in the evening on the same day, he gave me another set of key to go home. Luckily I had not locked my room, so it was fine even though the keys were only for doors of the building.
Things seemed going really really well.
# Day 3.
On Wednesday(17.02.10), which was even better, I met my best Italian travel mate at the station. She lent me some money. I told her about my phone and things, of course having a 'Schoko Croisannt and Kaffee'.
THEN***
I went to Mainz again with another German friend to get my phone. I had address, phone number and the guy's name who had my phone so it was not that difficult to visit him. When we got off the bus I was super excited about getting my phone back!
When we arrived, he was, of course, at home, and SOON he gave my super super phone back!!! Those 2 German guys were talking in German for a while that I barely understood.
It sounded as they were talking about the monday, and talking about me (I'm a exchange student here, lost everything or so... bla bla bla)
That honest man said, well he had nothing to do with iphone, so didn't want to have it. Also, it was found in a train between the seats by his uncle.
Nice people, huh? - but you should read until the end of this posting.
In Korean, we say, 엄청난 반전.
Well, he was so nice that decided to give my phone back, so I had to give him sth.
I gave him a gift card from Kaufhof worth 20 Euros. He didn't want to get it, but I wanted to thank him really, sincerely.
- You will never expect you can get your 'iphone' back even in Korea. huh? really nice person!
My friend told me I looked so happy, and I was, yes, super happy!
Then, we went to the centre of Mainz to find a 'Fundbuero' which keeps stuffs that people has lost. It was long walk, and also fun to see the city after the great party. :D I actually didn't know where he was taking me at first. hahaha
We asked people on the street, but always they say 'go straight!'. Our phrase of that day was, so "immer geradeaus". We even had to ask the police to find the office, and when finally we were there, of course, there was no small white bag in the office.
I knew it because my Italian friend already phoned them, but it worth trying. walking around the city and... . ;) Whatever, it is not an important thing :P
Anyway, after another trip to Mainz, I had to charge the battery of my phone.
Then, I checked the call history.
Hmmmmmm? There were several numbers that I had no idea what they were.
They were not incoming calls so couldn't be my friends.
Outgoing calls during monday morning and afternoon. So, I thought it must be someone who were with the person who picked my bag in Mainz.
There were even some numbers to abroad. I found that it was to Spain, so asked one of my Spanish friend to check it.
She kindly helped me. She called one of those numbers which was German number.
(I couldn't ask her to call to Spain, no way)
What a lucky, the man answered was Spanish.
At first he didn't know what she was talking about.
He called her back later, and she explained again, and he said..... "Si, yes ,I have her bag. but no money."
- Oh, come on, I don't care the money, but my wallet, keys and cards!
** Oh, i didn't mention yet about what were inside of my bag!
of course my super Iphone
2 sets of keys - one for house, and one for the mailbox
a few make-ups
** MY NEW WALLET, a gift from my mum, which was quite expensive. - When I told my mom about this, she asked about the wallet first "Did you bring that wallet??!! Was it also in your that lost bag??"
- Luckily I didn't bring my Passport with me :D
Anyway,
He said Everything was inside and he had it, but no cash. He got my bag from other boys, and they used my credit card already at the gas station.
Also he said,
"if you go to police or like that, then I'm not going to give it to you."
Well, money was also important matter, but the other things were much more.
We didn't need to go to police, if he could give me everything. The money boys already had used was not THAT much, so I was okay with that.
So, we arranged the meeting to get it back. It was a super day.
By the way, when my friend called him, she said
- I had been homeless for ""3 days"" because my keys were in my bag (=couldn't get home!!). and no clothes to change at all staying at her place.
- Because my Korean ID card was also there, ""I would not be able to go back to Korea anymore.""
: I won't say that's are all true or false, but I'm sure you'll know.
I had to celebrate. Who could expect that who could get almost everything that they had lost a few days ago?? It is amazing!
So, I celebrated drinking Vodka (again??!!) and Wine with a friend who came with me to Mainz to find a phone. Very Well Celebrated ;)
Oh, when I told him how I was able to find the man who had my bag, he told me,;
"Syra, I'm going to tell you the truth heard from the man who had my phone"
THE TRUTH?????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- Story was like this..
He and his uncle, or whoever was/were with him anyhow were able to get my bag, and they decided to divide. one got my phone and the other one got my bag.
Hmm, WOW, Was the man from Mainz really honest then?
they actually really didn't find it in the train, maybe?!
Anyway, he contacted me(actually my friend) first to give it back, so it's honest, right?
# Day 4.
The Spanish girl and another Greek girl went to Bingen with me to find my bag.
When we were there, there was a man with a dog at the station(Oh, that doggy liked me by the way! :P), I thought maybe it's him. and yes, it was him. He gave me the bag, and yes everything was there.
He also told me he used my phone to call to Spain, so if I want the money for the call, he could give me. It was only 1 min or something, so I said it's okay.
My Spanish friend and he was talking in Spanish for a while.
The story was ...
Some boys (not Germans, but from Dominican Republic) got my bag on Monday. They found some money in my wallet (well, it was a lot... :(..) so took it, and sold my bag to this person for 15 or 20 Euros. He didn't understand why they were doing that only for some Euros because in the bag, there were iphone, expensive wallet (maybe they didn't know about it), and some other things). They said there were more money in the wallet, so.. well, yes.
Oh, plus, When I told him(my friend) that the guy who had my bag was Spanish, he told me the uncle of Mainz guy was also Spanish... (You'll see why I mention this..)
# Day 5.
Nothing Special.
# Day 6/7.
Maybe this day? don't remember exactly, but it does not matter.
Anyway, I just checked my bank account on the internet, and checked the record of my credit card use.
***DAMN***
only some Euros at the petrol, the man told me in Bingen. WTH? You such a liar!
There was a clear line that someone used my cards before locked at the DB station for more than 200Euros! WTF!
Well, yes I could bare it, if it was 20 Euros not 200!
and even cash! hahahahahah What should I do?
I thought going to police (well, but didn't want to actually. I hate make things bigger)
So, first I had to know the fact.
I needed to know what happened to my phone, bag and card by time.
With the phone-call records and credit card records, I made a list of a journey of my things.
I found that there was something weird.
The man told me he bought my stuffs from other boys.
I mean,
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1. The boys got my bag
2. They used my credit cards at the petrol.
3. They sold my bag to this man(men)
4. He used my phone to call his mum in Spain.
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This is a brief story that he said.
But, when I compared all the records,
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A. Some one called to Spain with my phone (also some German phones too)
B. Used my credit cards at petrol in the afternoon (Dominican boys?? really?)
C. Used my card again at the station.
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Did you get my point?
I mean according to what he said to us, B should be earlier than A like 2. and then (3) 4.
So, I assumed that he might be with those boys from the first or there were no Dominican boys at all in this story.
I asked my Spanish friend for help again.
I asked her to phone him again and ask him,
(1) When did he get my bag from those boys?
(2) Someone used my credit cards at the station (more than 200 Euros), I'm okay with the money that boys used at petrol, but this is not good. So I have to know.
(3) If he got my bag after 17.00 (or 18.00?), It must be used by those boys, so we want the contact info of them. (He mentioned that he knew their parents or sth like that as far as I remembered)
(4) If he got before that time, then for sure it was by him, so I want my money back from him.
(5) If he gives me the money, that's all clear. If he doesn't want, I will go to the police. I have all the records, information of the guy who gave me the phone back.**
**Oh, about this Mainz guy again,
well, yes he was honest, and really thank to him.
But, When I put up the all the story together, there was only one thing.
That Bingen guy was the uncle of Mainz guy.
HUH?
She could phone him after weekend.
So, # Day 8.
VERY BAD NEWS.
Yap, my friend phoned him ,and told him what I had asked her to ask him.
She said, he had said that
(Well, I can write it, just list it)
1. He would not give me the money back.
2. Those Dominican boys already knew my name, city I live, school, and my number like this.
3. He also got my number, name and even my friend's number, name or so.
4. So, If we're trying to go to police or mention about it again, it's not difficult at all for them to come to our town and find us.
5. Plus, he's from a town in Madrid which is well known as with bad neighbours (aggressive?). He's here to forget about his life there! -> threatening me and my friends?
Yes, he threatened us.
I was too NAIVE.
If he just threatened me, I don't care.. (maybe..)
but I couldn't take a risk that my friends are also involved now!
It's not a little money at all, but what if they really really come here and harm us?
She was really scared, and I had to tell her I wouldn't go to police.
I would not do anything that possibly harmful to her as well. (the revenge or whatever)
Yes, I had to be satisfied with all the stuffs I had got without money.
Well, yes money is just money.
I mean,
Now I have my phone, keys, wallet, all the cards even wallet.
Isn't that enough? - of course it is
I was just upset about him lying to me. Of course, but
Come on stupid man,
Next time, when he wants to make a perfect scenario,
- Erase the records on the phone that you made a call, or talked to your colleagues more how to make your own FAKE story.
Well, Yes this is the story that happened to me.
At least I thank them that they made my whole week not boring. lol
Oh, I'm kind of afraid now what if they found this posting and REVENGE ME! :P
I also don't forget and will never forget the people helped me A LOT A LOT A LOT.
You all are my life savers. ♥
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