Saturday Feb 18th. 4:47 am. Calle de Caspe. Sienna Glavin and Shaena Singer walk home from Opium to save money. Man comes out of no where and asks where his girlfriend is.
Obviously we have no idea so we say we don't know and attempt to start walking again. Before either one of us can react the man is grabbing at my purse. HELL NO! I pull back until the strap is broken. He sprints off, but I wasn't having any of that so instinctively I chased after him. Before I knew it he had unzipped my purse mid sprint, stolen my phone, 3 month metro pass, and 30 euros and threw my purse to the side. Thankfully my house keys flew out along with the purse so I didn't have to worry my host mom.
After I realized there was no way in hell I was going to catch this guy I stopped running. I grabbed my broken purse and started walking to the main road which was only one street up. Shaena was freaking out and immediately called the emergency number. As we were talking to the police, these three older men came up and asked what was wrong. We explained the story and they got us a cab and gave us money to take the cab to the police station.
Still Saturday. 5:26 am. Arrive at the Police Station.
I thank whatever God there is for letting me have Shaena accompany me because the police spoke no English at all, and my Spanish happens to be sub par. Anyways, Shaena tells them the details while I reenact what happened with charades so they can understand the story to the fullest. Looking back at it now, I can only laugh because I can only imagine how silly we looked: Shaena speaking broken Spanish and then there's me who was trying to act out the mugging.
After an hour and a half with the police, we finally were ready to go home. Now back in the U.S. if this was to occur the police would drive us back to our houses; here that is not the case. They directed us to the closet metro and after getting everything taken I had to take the metro home...comical.
Still Saturday. 7:11 am. Alright now fast forward to me getting off my metro station. Background info: I have approximately a 7 minute walk according to Google to get home from the metro. So I start walking home and about 3 blocks from home I realize that someone's following me. Obviously I start walking fast and rush to my apartment. I put the key in, get in, and shut the door behind me quickly. As soon as I start walking to the elevator I hear the guy banging on the door. Are you kidding me?!?! So now he's trying to explain that his girlfriend lives upstairs and he doesn't want to wake her so I should let him in. HAHA not a chance. I've heard the girlfriend line and I wasn't falling for it again. I ignore him, get in the elevator, get to my bed, and pass out. Goodnight.
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