If you don't take pocket-hankechers and watches some other cove [fellow] will.
Charles Dickens, Artful Dodger in Oliver Twist
Charles Dickens, Artful Dodger in Oliver Twist
1982: Paris, France
One of our students, Karen was eating breakfast at our Paris hotel when someone
filched her purse. She lost her passport, traveler's checks, and some cash.
 Traveler's checks were the usual form of currency on student trips in the 70s and 80s. Luckily, Karen had written down the numbers of the checks. |  Our parent chaperone agreed to take Karen to the American Embassy for a new passport. |
Below is our 1982 group. Mrs. Fillmore is the furthest right. Carolyn is standing high in the back on top of two male students on the right. I am center bottom with the khaki trench coat and Paul is to the left. Karen, the student who got pickpocketed, is behind me to the right, also in a khaki coat.
2004: Beijing, China
Pickpocketed in the Silk Market: I lost my camera, with all my photos, as well as my wallet.
Rachel and I were distracted as we looked at tea cups.
Someone filched my wallet and camera with over 500 photos right out of my bag.
2005: Student Trip to Italy
The trip already got off to a bit of a rocky start when we discovered that one of the students and I were on a different plane to Paris than the rest of the group and had missed our flight. We were able to catch up with everyone else at the Colosseum. Nazzi, on the right, was glad to see her friends again.
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Here we are in Rome, planning our journey to Siena the next day.
From the left: Kimberley, Eric, and his dad, David.
The next morning on a crowded A train, David was pickpocketed -- 700 euros gone from his pants pocket.
 We took the A train from Spagna metro station, now closed, on a crowded morning. |  Our first destination: the Rome Terminal where we would catch a bus to Sienna, less 700 euros. |
By the time we arrived in Florence, the students were a little tired!
2018: Christmas Markets on the Rhine
I traveled with my neighbors and friends, Scarlett and Larry Wilson.
Foolishly, I left my camera on the windowsill of the boat in Strasbourg. When we returned to retrieve it, it was gone, along with my photos from the morning tour. The photos below were taken with my iPhone on our quest to find my lost camera.
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I strategically placed my purse under the table when Scarlett and I were eating our tasty tarte flambées. When I went to grab my camera the obligatory food photo, I discovered it was missing. Thank goodness for the iPhone and the Cloud where I had stored all of my photos I had taken up until that morning.
2015: Alexandria Ghost Tour
The Case of the Pilfered Phone
One of the students put her phone down in the shops at Mount Vernon in order to try on sweatshirts.
She forgot it until we had already left the estate. Thus started the case of the pilfered phone.
We kept tracing the phone around Alexandria until we knew the phone was at our next destination:
Alexandria Ghost Tour. Miss Monica, Michelle's friends, and I played detective.
| The infamous captain's house that is now Il Porto Restaurant  | Wellington Watts, the owner of Alexandria Ghost Tours.  |
We waited for the group with the phone to return from their ghost tour to retrieve the phone.
