I say it was unfortunate, Adrian says it was careless...whatever it was, we was done robbed.
Our day pack was stolen while we were on the night train from Belgrade to Zagreb - complete with camera, back-up CD of pictures, Lonely Planet, mp3 player, books, sunglasses, jewellery, and a very extravagent and much anticipated bag of cashew nuts - oh the horror! Adrian was also pickpocketed - but it could have been worse, they were kind enough to only take the cash and leave the credit cards. It's a bit icky to think that someone was in our carriage while we were sleeping, but thankfully the passports weren't in the bag and we also have our big bags as well. It did mean that the whole first morning of Zagreb was spent in the police station, where "of course!" they all spoke English (thank goodness), even though their bedside manner wasn't their strongest suit. All we need now is for the insurance to come through...(all together now): "Yeah right!"
If only that had been the end of our troubles... The French credit card stopped working the next day as well. After several hours on the phone we worked out that no, the numbers hadn't been written down and all the money stolen, there's just a 650 Euro limit that you can take out as a cash advance overseas...would have been nice to know earlier! (Adrian: they may have told me, French isn't my strongest suit). But a grand merci to the lovely lady at the Limoges Finance Centre who told us our money was safe - let's hope the NZ credit cards hold out through Italy before we can get back to France!
Our day pack was stolen while we were on the night train from Belgrade to Zagreb - complete with camera, back-up CD of pictures, Lonely Planet, mp3 player, books, sunglasses, jewellery, and a very extravagent and much anticipated bag of cashew nuts - oh the horror! Adrian was also pickpocketed - but it could have been worse, they were kind enough to only take the cash and leave the credit cards. It's a bit icky to think that someone was in our carriage while we were sleeping, but thankfully the passports weren't in the bag and we also have our big bags as well. It did mean that the whole first morning of Zagreb was spent in the police station, where "of course!" they all spoke English (thank goodness), even though their bedside manner wasn't their strongest suit. All we need now is for the insurance to come through...(all together now): "Yeah right!"
If only that had been the end of our troubles... The French credit card stopped working the next day as well. After several hours on the phone we worked out that no, the numbers hadn't been written down and all the money stolen, there's just a 650 Euro limit that you can take out as a cash advance overseas...would have been nice to know earlier! (Adrian: they may have told me, French isn't my strongest suit). But a grand merci to the lovely lady at the Limoges Finance Centre who told us our money was safe - let's hope the NZ credit cards hold out through Italy before we can get back to France!
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