Getting stuff stolen sucks

We have been expecting for our stuff to get stolen along this trip. We have renounced our things as a friend suggested but still been vigilant about putting the few valuables we have into our bags and locking them before leaving our room every single time. We divvy up our valuables and external hard drives between bags on travel day hoping if only one gets stolen we will have back ups. I usually carry the most irreplaceable things on me in my purse, right next to my body, and do not let go. We have heard horror stories of things being stolen and were on borrowed time waiting for our turn.

Well, it turns out we got our turn when we least expected it, at a family friends house in Madison Park, Seattle. Yes, you read that right, not the "murder Capitol of the world", not in the "most dangerous country ever", but the place we have called home, and left everything out in our room, ripe for the picking.

The robbers, we are thinking there were at least 2-3, kicked in a basement door and methodically went through every room. In our room they took our new, borrowed camera (ours is getting fixed at Canon), Eric's bag (we think they used it for all their loot), and our electronics bag holding our external hard drives, all computer accessories, all of my prescription glasses and sunglasses, and whatever else happened to be in Eric's bag. It was a low blow. They did leave our passports and medical bag, both irreplaceable for our flight on Sunday, so we are at least grateful for that.

Our dear family friends fared far worse than us but that isn't my story to share. They had to come home from their vacation to deal with the aftermath of the criminals. The least we could do was get them a strong drink.

Thankfully no one was hurt and the house not too badly damaged. The one thing that gets to me was that in Central America we expected things to be taken by someone living on the edge of starvation, someone who could have had a better life because of having our stuff. But instead, probably the low-life's that stole our stuff are using it for drug money. That's the worst part of it all.

We had to spend a day running around Seattle replacing things instead of in the park with my nephews and are still trying to determine exactly what went missing.

I guess the lesson here is that you can never put your watch down and that anywhere is fair game. It's so sad that the income inequality is so that there are some desperate enough, without anything to lose, to prey on those with more.