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One Frickin Nightmare

Ok. We are in Baltimore. So glad to see Chris. Claire is all over him, soaking up every second of attention he gives her. He had issues with his flights due to the weather, so he didn't arrive until nearly 5:00. We basically went to the hotel, ate and hung out. It was nice and relaxing. Saturday we decided to head into DC to see some sights. We had fun. We took a trolley tour, ate lunch, wandered around a bit and decided to try the Amtrak for the ride back. Neither of us had been on a true train before, so it was a fun first experience. However, things took a horrible turn for the worst. I had to show my ID on the train, so in the midst of dealing with Claire, getting situated, etc., I simply stuck my wallet in the front pocket of our diaper bag. Somewhere in the process of waiting for a shuttle bus and getting off, my wallet was stolen. There was a suspicious man who was pacing back and forth which made me double check for my camera and wallet. Both were accounted for at that point, but everything afterwards is a blur. We came back to the hotel and I discovered my wallet was missing 3 hours later. From that point on, our evening was spent filling out police reports, checking our accounts, cancelling accounts, telling the story to several different police officials. In three hours time, he made 3 ATM withdrawls for $203 each, spent $112 at a 711, attempted to charge $100 at Red Lobster (those workers denied his two cards and took note of him) and spent $50 at McDonald's. In addition to my cards, license, and professional licenses, my wallet also had my social security card. I could cry again just thinking of it all. Thankfully, I had given Chris my military ID on the train, so I do have identification, but no money. He leaves today, so the timing couldn't be worse. We'll pull out some cash today, but I am supposed to fly home on Tuesday. I have a new debit card coming to my parent's house while I am there. Hopefully it works out without a hitch. This was definitely a big black cloud over what was supposed to be a wonderful weekend.

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Anonymous said…
Hi -- What awful luck....At least you got to see Chris. Give me a call when you are home so we can visit. Safe travels!
Nicole
Anonymous said…
Yeah I can't believe all this happened. People can be so evil. I am excited to see you--if there is anything I can do let me know!

Love ya,
Jessica

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