Reflections from Romania

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Saturday, January 19, 2008

Our first drama

We have been riding the buses and trams this week, getting used to getting around the Hungarian way. The buses are good and you can get almost anywhere in Debrecen if you are willing to walk a little way. The only problem is that we need to carry things with us like umbrellas, maps, wallets, cell phones, sun glasses and anything extra for that trip. Mike decided he would try a "man-bag" like he'd seen many Hungarian men carrying. Here is the one he found.
Mike's bag led to some drama yesterday. (Tammy Swailes has been introducing us to many facts of life here in Hungary and she calls excitement "drama.")
Yesterday was rainy and with rain predicted for the next three days, we stopped by the store to buy an umbrella. We have two umbrellas already, but both are in the boxes being shipped to us. The boxes were not here yet, but the rain was.
We stepped up to the counter to pay and Mike reached for his wallet in his bag. It wasn't there and the pocket where he keeps it was unzipped. He quickly searched through the rest of his bag and couldn't find it. Of course, our minds went all over the place. Where could his wallet be? The bus we rode that afternoon was very crowded. Could a pickpocket have taken it? The last time he had used it was at the internet cafe that morning. Mike thought perhaps he had left it on the counter when he paid for our internet time. So, Tammy took us back to the internet cafe, all of us praying the whole way. The man at the internet cafe spoke good English, but said he had not seen a wallet and one had not been turned in. We kept praying and noticed a trash can outside the store. Mike searched through there thinking that if anyone had taken his wallet, they might have taken the cash and thrown it in there. No wallet. Tammy told us our next step would be to file a police report. We went back to our apartment and Mike decided to check his bag one more time. When he started shouting, we knew he had found it. It was in a different pocket with other things on top of it. We thanked the Lord over and over and then decided we needed to take a few precautions like making copies of the cards we carry in our wallets.
We had to kid Mike about learning to carry a bag. We know what it's like to lose something in our purses, too.



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