We hugged the kids goodbye and flew off to Spain where we will meet up with our bicycling friends in a week or so. The madness of the Barcelona metro put us on edge and my next hug was from professional pickpocketers who surrounded and crowded us on an escalator and into an elevator. I knew immediately that my fanny pack, that was on my stomach, had been breached and I swatted at a gypsy's hands. Then she was gone as was my wallet. I lost a small amount of cash, my Visa card and, worst of all, my pride at being a savvy traveler. Hasta la Visa.
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