One More

Ok, another quick Rome story.

We’re getting on to the subway. It’s crowded. At the last minute 3 teenage girls push me from behind, then decide to get off the train.

I got a weird feeling…RAT BASTARDS!! They picked my pocket, taking my wallet. So I force my way through the closing doors, and grab one of them. Meanwhile, Meena pulls away in the train. Buh bye.

So I grab for another girl, and under the blanket is a baby. A baby!!! So I say we are going to visit the police, and miraculously the girls point to the floor, and say ‘you dropped’.

‘You dropped’ my ass, girly. One of the little criminals had dropped my wallet to the floor, and they had not had time to take my stuff.

So I release the 3 girls and a baby back into the wild and get back on the train.  Meena is waiting for me at the next stop with a wtf look on her face. And we go on to spend the day walking around, enjoying a wonderful town.

Oh ya—when we rented a car to go to Pompeii, the guy warned us not to go to Naples—the car would be either broken into or stolen. Dude, what’s up with Italy? Everbody’s a wannabe Don Corleone.