For Nicky's birthday we decided to go to Roppongi. All was good until when we leave the sestaurant that we were eating at, when I realize that I do not have my wallet anymore. I rushed back - only a few seconds had transpired at that point - but it was already gone!
And then I panicked.
I had no money. I had no cards. I could be frauded.
We went to the police box across the street and made a report. I had my Japanese bank card cancelled but reaching the international Visa center was impossible and calling collect to the banks back home was less than obvious.
It was decided that I should go home and call using Skype. I got home and there was a message waiting for me on the phone! My wallet been found! So after getting some sleep to help offset my increasing emotional unstability, I returned to the police box that i made the report, just to be greeted by total, utter and abject indolence. Despite then, with Eri on the phone as translator, I realized it was the restaurant that had my wallet. Phew!
Now I'm on the train to meet Micky and Eri. And I have money. Yay.