I guess it is a blessing in disguise in some ways. A huge chunk of bad memories were erased. But then there are sentimental ones that I wanted to keep, gone together. Especially my pictures. I did save all the pictures I took during my backpacking trip around Europe but a majority of my summer in Liverpool went down the gutter. Words can't describe the level of suckage I feel.
Not to mention that I am technology-knowledge challenged because I forgot about the almighty iCloud. My ex taught me the use of it when I first got my iPhone but yeah....the short tutorial was the time I last updated my iCloud and that was a good 4 years ago.
As time tick-tocked by I slowly realized the magnitude of the things I lost. Membership/discount cards which will be a hassle to replace because I have to go shop to shop. My Nero stamp collection card that has 9/10 stamps to a free slice of cake. Figured I'd keep it until I go back to UK someday. The Eiffel tower key chain from the kind street vendor.I was just telling Parvin about how I randomly thought about him today.
It was our 2nd day in Paris and we just saw the Eiffel tower. After that we decided to take a short break at a park bench to get our bearings and decide on where to go next. Then this indian guy approached us selling souvenirs. I can't remember how the conversation between Parvin and him started because they were conversing in Hindi but I was thinking that it must have somehow made his day because he is so far away from home and having to meet someone who speaks and understand the same language as he did must be of great comfort. Latha bought a bunch of key chains from him and he cut down the price too. On top of that, everyone got a free Eiffel tower key chain.
That key chain, I attached to my Coach wristlet that got stolen. Aw, fuck :(
Speaking of key chains I had another one that I got for free from a pancake shop in Amsterdam. That shop sells the best friggin' pancake I have ever had in my entire life. That was gone too. I know it sounds kinda silly harping on a lost key chain but it was part of my memory of Amsterdam. Also I was damn happy that day la. Super nice pancakes and free key chain. Basically, getting free stuff in Europe is the best thing ever because the inner kiam siap cina in me enjoys it la. No need to spend money on souvenirs.
Atleast I still have an awesome picture of the pancakes. *thumbs up*
I just remembered that I had my first week in Liverpool documented in one of my FB albums. Then the thought slowly sunk in. I should've diligently updated my album. The thing about me is that I love to take pictures but I never really had the intention to upload the majority of them. I always keep them for my own viewing pleasure. Like a secret porn stash. Though I can very much assure you that I don't have a single trace of pornographic content in my phone because why keep them in your phone and waste the memory space when you can just stream it online? Which seem to be a running question between my friends and I. I'll leave this topic for another day. *cut* End of porno topic.
So, I guess that is pretty much it about my pick pocket experience. I am no stranger when it comes to losing my wallet/purse. In fact, I lost quite a number of purses back in primary school, a cellphone, and a bunch of house keys to my high school's toilet bowl. The squatting type. Which explains why I couldn't dig it back up because then I will be touching 50 shades of poo. I just gagged at that sentence. Ew. Fuck. No. Ew. Sigh. I better end this post before my mind runs towards random-er topics.
Here's a couple of sunset pictures I took during my first month in Liverpool.
The sunset view from the top of the Liverpool Anglican Cathedral. A big thank you to Phillip for bringing Parvin and I to that beautiful building.
The sunset at Albert's Dock. My all time favourite place in Liverpool. Hands down. A great hangout spot to chill with friends. I feel like I didn't visit the dock enough because my attention was scattered between Primark, Aldi and the length of Bold Street.
Oh, Liverpool. How I've missed you.
Signing off at 3.49 A.M.
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