Ughhhhhhh! Lost my wallet on the bus.  Just what I needed on my day trip from Santiago to Valparaiso.  

I never buy anything near a bus station because I always think it’s overpriced, and I also don’t want to broadcast the location of my wallet in a place where pick pocketing types hang around.  Thank God this time I decided to buy some fruit a few stores from the bus station before making my way into town.  I went to pay for my banana when I realized my jacket pocket was open and EMPTY.  I told the vendor “no puedo -”  and just started running back to the bus station with a dog yapping at my calves.  I got to bus platform and some people in yellow jackets asked me if  I needed help and I couldn’t even communicate.  “Alguien me robo la, la, mi…”  I couldn’t get the word out for wallet and I wasn’t sure whether it was stolen or I just lost it.  I had it out on the bus while I added up my receipts to keep track of my spending.   The woman next to me had fallen asleep, it couldn’t be her.   I left it on the bus.   I shouldn’t have closed my eyes.  I hate this country.   I spoke to a manager of the bus company.  I was in seat #9.  The wallet is bluish/gray. Luckily it had only a days worth of money in it and my return ticket (shit!!!) so it wasn´t a tragedy.  It just feels crappy.

Then the manager came back and told me they had found it.  It’s coming on the next return bus.  What?!  Yes!  There is a God!!! How could I hate this country?  Twenty minutes later the bus arrives.  No wallet.  It figures.  About 1/2 hour later a bus heading back to Santiago brought my wallet back with ALL of the contents in it.  My Chilean pesos, US dollars, the return ticket and all my receipts.  What a miracle!  This is a great country.