I had just taken the train from the airport into the centre of Barcelona. I was transferring down to the metro when my wallet was stolen. I went to put my metro pass in my wallet, but when I went into my bag it was gone. The distress & panic that over took me was horrific. I was instantly aware of my aloneness & lack of Spanish. Then began the instant list in my head of all that was taken; €350, US driver's license, Austrian driver's license, Irish immigration card, 1 credit card, 2 bank cards, the yellow fun wallet that I loved, & my emtional security.
I was walletless yet God sent angels. I felt so alone & couldn't stop shaking, but God kept sending me help. Angels came in the form of, Mary, Steve B, Ana, & Gladys (a Spanish woman I had never met), a kind Spanish policeman, AIB teller that cared, & a genuinely concerned voice at the end of the phone at my credit card company. In 3 flights of stairs my excitment for Spain was gone, luckily my phone & passport were still present. Mary & Steve began texting me phones to cancel my bank cards & visa. One of my angels even instatnly wired me money through Western Union.
A lot of things were taken from me that morning, but my lovely mama told me that she believed that God would return everything to me & more. I am taking her words & trusting in God's goodness. I return to Ireland this evening. Soon I am going to be navigating the trains again, but I will be repeating (possible out loud at times...that should scare them off) "I am NOT alone!" I return to Ireland walletless, but keenly aware that angels exsist & that God sends them right on time!
This is where it all went down...coming down the stairs on the right.