The last day for me in Bar was a quiet day with washing to do ,so instead of planning a tour I decided to have a closer look at the town and possibly get some more clothes. There was a shop that I had seen next to the supermarket that looked as if it would be worth looking at. So mid morning chores done, I wandered into the shop just browsing it was here that someone kept bumping into my back albeit the back pack. I kept moving away I didn’t feel I was in the way at all. Feeling just a little aggrieved at the manners of this woman I left the narrow aisle and on to somewhere else.
Leaving the shop it was on to the grocery shop to stock up with things for the train tomorrow. Getting my purchases to the checkout I went to pay, hello,
my wallet was missing, the woman in the dress shop had lifted my purse.
So it was back to the hotel where I related my story to Bato the ever patient owner. The wonders of technology, I emailed my daughter in NZ and asked her to cancel the card that had been stolen. Literally within the hour it was blocked from use by the bank while we emailed as she spoke on the phone to them. Amazing!
I thought I should go to the Bar police for insurance purposes at least. Bato drove me down to the police station and translated the story for the (smoking) policeman. In due course forms were filled out and stamped. I was surprised at the reasonable efficiency. I had expected delays of hours! Bato had to go so I was left to get the last stamp on my copy of the form.
Fortunately , I had only kept one credit card in the wallet with another two as backup along with my passport. On the way home I tried the back up cards in the ATM machine , they worked with no problem, the relief! I could have been a serious situation if they hadn’t thats for sure. I walked back again to the hotel in the boiling afternoon sun for a well earned siesta. Bato had said I could call the bank later to confirm the arrangements made. The afternoon nearly gone I walked back to town for dinner and tomorrow’s food for the train. However it did cast a shadow over what had been a wonderful stay, but the kindness of the hotel Vila Jadran owners far outweighed any sourness I may have felt towards the culprit. I would recommend their hotel very highly.
