Friday, December 2, 2016

The Backpack Saga

So, yesterday after school I took an Uber (car service) to Bravo grocery store. I got my groceries, and then took a taxi that was parked at Bravo (which I've done a million times before) to my apartment. I got up to my apartment with my groceries, and was going to get my tablet out of my back pack when I realized, I don't have my backpack here. It's in the taxi!! I had thought of, "It's gone. Can't get it back." I messaged my friend what had happened, and she said-- Go back to Bravo! So I quickly called an Uber to go back to Bravo (and that's always when it feels like it's taking foreeeeever.). I went back to Bravo, and with my Google Translated message, showed the taxi driver (the car I took wasn't there) my message, and he said he would help me. There were other taxi drivers standing around the parking lot-so he asked them if they knew where he was, and also through the walkie-talkie. My friend had also mentioned that there are video camera's there, so they can check that as well to see which one was there. I mentioned video and after awhile (all of this in jumbled Spanish and hand motions), they said they had found him, and my understanding was that he was coming there. I stood and waited with 3 of the taxi drivers. And twice I asked them with Google translate if he was coming (b/c I still wasn't entirely sure). They used Google translate with Spanish, but it wasn't exactly translating accurate (lost in translation). Somehow through the process I figured out that one of the drivers who was helping me, wanted to take me to him. So I got in the taxi with him. We turned out of the parking lot, and he had been trying to use his phone, but the battery was dead, so he wrote the number on a card, and wanted me to dial it, while he called him. There was no answer, but he continued driving-- we drove about 5ish minutes to another area where there were a whole bunch of taxi drivers waiting. I figured he was there, but the taxi driver said to where there, b/c he was coming. Less than 5 minutes later, the taxi driver pulled up with my backpack!!! I had mentioned to them that I had my Tablet in there, so even before I took it, both of them said to check to make sure it was there, and it was. The taxi driver that had driven me there took me back to my apartment-- and I paid him a lot extra for what he had done! B/c he didn't have to drive me-- he very well could have just made me wait for me to come.
Only in the DR.... Crisis averted. Lesson learned!!!