Losing your wallet is like losing a part of you. If that is indeed true, then I have for sure lost a part of me. I do think that must be true though, as I do not feel the same since the incident yesterday. I am now in the process of starting over. I have only my extra drivers license (yes I conveniently have an extra license) and an extra wallet (yes I also brought an extra wallet, it's like I was asking to be pick-pocketed). So as I wandered the streets of London today, making stops that were supposed to fix this whole mess, I contemplated a lot. There were thoughts of happiness, as the villain did not gain anything really from the crime, and moments of sadness, as it costs sixty-five pounds to replace my keys which were conveniently attached to my wallet. There were moments of distress, as I have to be extra cautious with my money until I get new cards sent, and moments of relief, because that will force me to limit my spending, allowing for the funding of my new key set.
Mainly though I keep realizing how amazing the people that I am here with are. They have been the sweetest and most helpful people ever. There are people who have given me cash so I have some on hand, and there have been people that have offered to help me pay for my new keys. There have been people that have let me use their keys so that I could go out and resolve some things. There have been people that have come with me to get my new transportation card. There were people that tried to get me some tickets to a musical as I could not go with them without my transportation card issue resolved.
So basically I am super lucky and I am among the best people in the world here and I don't know why in the world I am so blessed.
Happy Birthday Harry Styles,
Kelsie
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