This was going to be the post where I recounted my exciting experience as a Business!Class! passenger on our flight from Siem Reap to Hanoi. My first time in Business!Class! And it was just as excellent as I had imagined.
Instead this is a post about how I lost my phone this morning. And all of my holiday snaps along with it – for of course they had not been backed up.
I’d spent a good deal of last night coughing, so we agreed it was imperative that we find a pharmacy and do something about it. I’d been hoping it would just go away, but seems to be getting worse – especially after another flight.
It was raining, windy and quite cold (comparatively) so we grabbed umbrellas and headed out. I looked at my phone to confirm route as we stepped out the door of the hotel, pocketed it, turned a corner, ran across a busy street and half the other at a 4 way intersection – all up, maybe 200-250m. I patted my pocket** halfway across the second street and realised my phone was gone, we turned back immediately, but couldn’t find it. The whole thing happened in just a few minutes.
There were absolutely no pedestrians around, so we assume one of the approximately 37,897 scooter riders at the intersection snatched it up as they rode past. It was so quick!
I don’t really give a toss about the actual phone, but I am incredibly upset about the loss of the photos. Fortunately it is *only* the holiday photos (I think) and I do have a bunch I took with the proper camera, but I’m really sad to lose the spontaneous shots of things like funny signs, shots out the window of the plane, all of my festive non-alcoholic drinks &etc.
Go back up your photos RIGHT NOW, I’ll wait.
Needless to say there were many, many (many) tears.
We reported it to the hotel in the incredibly naive hope that someone had handed it in, but of course they hadn’t. We later received a call that they’d looked at the CCTV footage (now that is going over and above!) and didn’t see anything fall out of my pocket within camera range.
I’m trying to be zen about it and really it is absolutely nothing in the scheme of things and first world problems and all that, but I’m totally wallowing. Of course I will do neither, but I’d really just like to either Go Home or drink All The Wine. Maybe I will eat All The Chocolate.
On the upside, I later purchased drugs for my cough by using mime! Of course we later googled to make sure they weren’t anti-convulsives^^ or something similar – my acting skills being rather questionable.
Expect some pretty ghastly iPad photos in all of our futures.
** I’m always worried about losing pocketed stuff, so I pat the pocket constantly – clearly I need a different approach.
^^ yeah, the SOSCough was probably always going to be for coughs