Shit happens

After 4 1/2 months of traveling and staying in hostels and having nothing bad happen, it has to come just days before heading home.

I was napping at around 4:30 yesterday afternoon, with my purse stuffed under my bed. When I woke up about an hour later, my purse was not where I had left it. It was on another bed in the room, all the good stuff gone. My camera (!), my phone (!) and my wallet ... all gone. At least he/she left me the rest of my memory cards ...

So once again I've lost all of my contact info. I'm most devistated about all of the people I've met on the road whose numbers and addresses are in that phone. So, if you're reading this and want to help me replenish my address book, e-mail your info to mercoop@hotmail.com

Cheers!