Light Fingers in Barcelona

Well I guess it had to happen at some point. I got pickpocketed in Barcelona a couple of days ago. We had just arrived in town, with our huge backpacks on the metro. Classic tactics, they saw my wallet come out to buy the tickets and followed us. Then the diversion while an accomplice dips into my pocket (which I though secure, evidently not) and they're off at the next stop.

Not a huge problem, though I resent being involved in forced wealth redistribution. Shittybank, amazingly, have been very good about replacement card. Should be in Florence by the time we get there. For now we're using Holly's card.