Alright, so this time it was my fault...

I have been robbed not once, not twice, but now three times. The first two I feel were out of my control. Last night, though, was just foolishness. I brought my little bag, that contained nothing more than about $10, my cheapo cellphone, keys and cough drops to the bathroom when we were out dancing. I left it in the bathroom without realizing it. About 5 minutes later, when I realized and went back, it was gone.

So I have officially lost all contact to the outside world both foreignly and domestically.

The most liberating part, though, was that I really didn´t even care anymore. I no longer have any material attachments, I think. So I just kept bailando until 5 in the morning, like they do here... salsa, merengue, reggaeton, gaita, cumbia, without a care in the world...