The other day, Elizabeth and I went to Sacramento to visit. After traveling all day and using our cell phones, we were both almost out of battery. We stop to grab a bite to eat after sun down when my sister-in-law, Rebecca thought it’d be a good idea for us to charge our phones while we were eating. The restaurant was fine with us using their outlets.
While walking to the car, I noticed a guy smoking on the porch. He was fairly close to where our rental vehicle was parked. I got a weird feeling about the situation but didn’t think much about it. I got about half way back to the restaurant and turned around to double check and make sure I locked our vehicle. Sure enough everything was locked up.
We charged our phones and enjoyed our meals. Went back to the car to find the window was shattered. All of my stuff was taken. I wasn’t aware that there isn’t much the police can do about a situation like ours. They won’t even go to the scene unless it’s an emergency. I figured I could either be mad about the situation or be thankful no one was hurt. I choose the latter.
I’m not saying it was the guy on the porch. It could have been some random person walking down the street. Whoever it was, got away with stealing and it sucks that there isn’t anything that can be done.
You win some, you lose some.
I’m bummed but keep reminding myself it’s not a big deal. I was lucky enough to have that stuff in the first place. Some countries don’t even have running water. I’m fortunate that I was able to go to a Target and get some supplies to get me through the rest of the trip.