Mamma Mia!

Or “The time I was robbed in Italy” ← Not a literal translation!

Ah, Italy, the land of ancient ruins, heavenly food, and rich culture. And unfortunately a pickpocket’s haven. I had made it about 3/4 of the way through my European trip without incident, but it was when I was in Rome that bad luck finally struck. Admittedly, I had been provoking fate the entire time with an especially prone bag and a sort of naiveté that would put Bambi to shame, but it still hurt none-the-less. No one likes being stolen from. And even now, a few years after the fact, it still irks me!