My first day in Zurich started out auspiciously enough: I found a 5-cent piece on the ground while popping in and out of the various chocolate shops in the beautiful Old Town. I decided that it was a good omen.
Later, I headed into a Swiss grocery store to grab some dinner-making supplies.
This is where it all went wrong.
I paid for my 26 Francs' worth of food--which is not much, by the way--with a 100-Franc bill, with the intent of getting some smaller money. I slipped my 74 Francs in change into my front pocket (because putting anything of value in your back pocket is just asking to be pickpocketed).
When I checked my pocket not two minutes later, the bills were missing. That's 70 Francs, approximately $75 USD that just vanished into thin air.
First reaction: dig through every pocket and every bag on my person. Nothing.
Second step: retrace my steps. No dice.
Third strategy: check with the sales staff. Nada.
Fourth instinct: burst into tears and call mom.
So the summary of today's events is: I bought some of the finest chocolate in one of the most expensive cities in the world. I wandered around said city. I managed to lose 70 Francs in this beautiful, pricey city, in which I have already spent a decent chunk of change.
I've pretty much ruled out pickpocketing, and I don't think the Borrowers are behind this one, either. If you've got any ideas what happened to my cash, feel free to comment below. Otherwise, if you hear a news story about a penniless American college graduate wandering the streets of Zurich, you know who it is.
Coming Soon to a Blog Near You: Munich recap!
Later, I headed into a Swiss grocery store to grab some dinner-making supplies.
This is where it all went wrong.
I paid for my 26 Francs' worth of food--which is not much, by the way--with a 100-Franc bill, with the intent of getting some smaller money. I slipped my 74 Francs in change into my front pocket (because putting anything of value in your back pocket is just asking to be pickpocketed).
When I checked my pocket not two minutes later, the bills were missing. That's 70 Francs, approximately $75 USD that just vanished into thin air.
First reaction: dig through every pocket and every bag on my person. Nothing.
Second step: retrace my steps. No dice.
Third strategy: check with the sales staff. Nada.
Fourth instinct: burst into tears and call mom.
So the summary of today's events is: I bought some of the finest chocolate in one of the most expensive cities in the world. I wandered around said city. I managed to lose 70 Francs in this beautiful, pricey city, in which I have already spent a decent chunk of change.
I've pretty much ruled out pickpocketing, and I don't think the Borrowers are behind this one, either. If you've got any ideas what happened to my cash, feel free to comment below. Otherwise, if you hear a news story about a penniless American college graduate wandering the streets of Zurich, you know who it is.
Coming Soon to a Blog Near You: Munich recap!
so...that's some expensive chocolate!
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