Shit with a capital S!!!

   First off,  no pictures today.
   For two days in Barcelona I was extra careful.  This morning, riding a crowded train, I stood with my back against the wall.
   So when I went to buy a drink and a croissant for the train....imagine my surprise when I could not find my wallet.
   Then I remembered:  Some guy with a suitcase bumped into me right at the train station, in a crowd of people.  My suitcase went sideways and I grabbed it.  He apologized.  And then the bastard left with my wallet.
   Good news...no credit cards or bank cards in it.
   Bad news....my driver's license was.
   Good news....had daily spending money...maybe 40 Euros
   Bad news....Avis won't rent to people without a driver's license.
   Good news..... Car rental costs more than he took.
   Bad news.....have to take trains and buses to see my friends and visit one or two towns.
   Good news....got to Arles safely
   Bad news....credit card declined at train station.
   Good news...called Capital One and it is now working again.
   Bad news....have to go back to the train station.
   When Jackie reads this she is going to say:  Why was your license in your wallet in the first place?  My weak answer is when I rented a bike in Lucca I had to leave my license as a deposit and I just never put it back in my neck pouch.
   Then she will say:  What do you mean your insurance cards are now in the hands of some petty thief in Barcelona?  My answer would be the neck pouch weighed a ton and I put my Medicare card, TRS insurance card, eyeglass card and one other card that I can't remember in my wallet.  Maybe she will be kind enough to call those agencies and ask what I need to do.....
   There is a basic travel rule here that I know but had gotten lax with.  Never keep anything of importance in a wallet while in vulture country.