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abra kadabra kaboom... just wanted u to know, your one of my idol!As I went to grab my document and wallet pouch to put with my pack for tomorrow -- the one with passport, license, credit cards, debit cards, etc -- I couldn't locate it. My family has torn apart the house, car, garage and it can't be located. I am just venting right now, taking a break to try and recall anything. I have used it as my wallet for the last week, but I haven't gone but to a couple of places and neither has the travel pouch in their lost and found.
I have until midnight Seattle time to make a flight change in order not to lose my airfare. But I cannot predict when my driver's license will be replaced as it could take up to 15 days, much less my passport. And booking next year is not an option, as my wife has pointed out that it is her turn to travel abroad and my turn to stay at home to take care of property and animals.
And this also messes up my son's plan to meet me when I was to arrive in Leon.
Not really looking for suggestions, I am just feeling so stupid and so very angry at myself.
It is a crisis Dave. You are spot on @VNwalkingOooof, Dave. I hate it when stuff like this happens. (And I bet it has for many of us...you are not alone...)
Just don't forget to breathe, and please give yourself a break.
You know how when you try really hard to remember an elusive word or name you can't remember and it refuses to come out of hiding? Like that....it is somewhere.
May you find it PDQ!!! (Maybe you packed it already while sleepwalking?)
Found it.
It was sorta where I thought it was; but my wife was organizing stuff and it got shuffled off of the table and onto the floor amongst a pile of material. Jill and I had prayed a bit about it, mainly for calm and acceptance and I went to that room for a last look around. I don't know how, but I managed to spot the pouch sort of snuggled down a bit in the fabric on the floor.
You know how you just don't believe what your eyes might be telling you? That was me. I actually had to pick it up and hold it in order to allow myself the reality of having found it. Jill had tears, I had a round of forehead slapping and vows to not deviate from my normal practice of always putting things back in the same location so that i can find them.
On to Camino. And thank you all for thoughts and wishes. Boy, am I worn out.
As I went to grab my document and wallet pouch to put with my pack for tomorrow -- the one with passport, license, credit cards, debit cards, etc -- I couldn't locate it. My family has torn apart the house, car, garage and it can't be located. I am just venting right now, taking a break to try and recall anything. I have used it as my wallet for the last week, but I haven't gone but to a couple of places and neither has the travel pouch in their lost and found.
I have until midnight Seattle time to make a flight change in order not to lose my airfare. But I cannot prediI ct when my driver's license will be replaced as it could take up to 15 days, much less my passport. And booking next year is not an option, as my wife has pointed out that it is her turn to travel abroad and my turn to stay at home to take care of property and animals.
And this also messes up my son's plan to meet me when I was to arrive in Leon.
Not really looking for suggestions, I am just feeling so stupid and so very angry at myself.
This is Rule number 1 in our house (mainly because otherwise I couldn't find my own feet.)my normal practice of always putting things back in the same location so that i can find them.
sorry to hear that an what a disappointment. you should have prayed to St. Anthony patron of lost articles he always comes through. again sorry.As I went to grab my document and wallet pouch to put with my pack for tomorrow -- the one with passport, license, credit cards, debit cards, etc -- I couldn't locate it. My family has torn apart the house, car, garage and it can't be located. I am just venting right now, taking a break to try and recall anything. I have used it as my wallet for the last week, but I haven't gone but to a couple of places and neither has the travel pouch in their lost and found.
I have until midnight Seattle time to make a flight change in order not to lose my airfare. But I cannot predict when my driver's license will be replaced as it could take up to 15 days, much less my passport. And booking next year is not an option, as my wife has pointed out that it is her turn to travel abroad and my turn to stay at home to take care of property and animals.
And this also messes up my son's plan to meet me when I was to arrive in Leon.
Not really looking for suggestions, I am just feeling so stupid and so very angry at myself.
He found the documents Nathanael. He posted the good news later in the thread.sorry to hear that an what a disappointment. you should have prayed to St. Anthony patron of lost articles he always comes through. again sorry.
pam param pam pam...Found it.
It was sorta where I thought it was; but my wife was organizing stuff and it got shuffled off of the table and onto the floor amongst a pile of material. Jill and I had prayed a bit about it, mainly for calm and acceptance and I went to that room for a last look around. I don't know how, but I managed to spot the pouch sort of snuggled down a bit in the fabric on the floor.
You know how you just don't believe what your eyes might be telling you? That was me. I actually had to pick it up and hold it in order to allow myself the reality of having found it. Jill had tears, I had a round of forehead slapping and vows to not deviate from my normal practice of always putting things back in the same location so that i can find them.
On to Camino. And thank you all for thoughts and wishes. Boy, am I worn out.
WHEW.....SUCH A RELIEF for you Davebugg....Oh, how I Did empathise with you and, my heart was well and truly beating 10,000 to the dozen.....I almost did not keep reading through the posts but, so glad that I did. This same scenario has been the 'bedfellow' of so many of us here, but, All is well that ends Well. Safe Travels and Buen Camino...Found it.
It was sorta where I thought it was; but my wife was organizing stuff and it got shuffled off of the table and onto the floor amongst a pile of material. Jill and I had prayed a bit about it, mainly for calm and acceptance and I went to that room for a last look around. I don't know how, but I managed to spot the pouch sort of snuggled down a bit in the fabric on the floor.
You know how you just don't believe what your eyes might be telling you? That was me. I actually had to pick it up and hold it in order to allow myself the reality of having found it. Jill had tears, I had a round of forehead slapping and vows to not deviate from my normal practice of always putting things back in the same location so that i can find them.
On to Camino. And thank you all for thoughts and wishes. Boy, am I worn out.
Some people hate it if you have the nerve to make a joke about their precious conventions. I don't (not out loud anyway) - but admit to being sorely tempted sometimes, when faced with a particularly officious agent.
When I lost my passport in SdC back in June the Spanish authorities were really cool about it - scanned copy on my phone (and tablet) plus my UK driving licence - Adios and away we go.@Jeff Crawley ....hahahahahaaaaa! I can imagine the poor border agent - these all-powerful people are not used to people who think their rules are less important than the more critical things like whether the photo looks good or not.
This could be a Monty Python skit.
(Some people hate it if you have the nerve to make a joke about their precious conventions. I don't (not out loud anyway) - but admit to being sorely tempted sometimes, when faced with a particularly officious agent. )
Wear the forum patch, whistle "We are family" under your breath? Wave a handkerchief? Or be terrible discreet and English about it?Weird. As I was reading it struck me as strange that my heart should be racing for you. The disappointment was palpable. Then I read on and discovered others were the same and I realised (again) that although we mostly do not have face-to-face interactions, it is nonetheless REAL, this is a genuine community. The English language needs a new word to denote “this guy/girl I met online but it’s not weird” - not a colleague, more than an acquaintance but friend is not quite right.... Then we’ll need some guidelines for if we do meet in real life. Do we hug? Or tap our shells together? Secret handshake?
May you have an uneventful two days before you leave!! So glad it worked out well. And as a bonus, you now have a perfectly tidy house!
So very glad you found it.Found it.
It was sorta where I thought it was; but my wife was organizing stuff and it got shuffled off of the table and onto the floor amongst a pile of material. Jill and I had prayed a bit about it, mainly for calm and acceptance and I went to that room for a last look around. I don't know how, but I managed to spot the pouch sort of snuggled down a bit in the fabric on the floor.
You know how you just don't believe what your eyes might be telling you? That was me. I actually had to pick it up and hold it in order to allow myself the reality of having found it. Jill had tears, I had a round of forehead slapping and vows to not deviate from my normal practice of always putting things back in the same location so that i can find them.
On to Camino. And thank you all for thoughts and wishes. Boy, am I worn out.
Great! But looks what happens when we reach out to others for help, you find what you are looking for.Found it.
It was sorta where I thought it was; but my wife was organizing stuff and it got shuffled off of the table and onto the floor amongst a pile of material. Jill and I had prayed a bit about it, mainly for calm and acceptance and I went to that room for a last look around. I don't know how, but I managed to spot the pouch sort of snuggled down a bit in the fabric on the floor.
You know how you just don't believe what your eyes might be telling you? That was me. I actually had to pick it up and hold it in order to allow myself the reality of having found it. Jill had tears, I had a round of forehead slapping and vows to not deviate from my normal practice of always putting things back in the same location so that i can find them.
On to Camino. And thank you all for thoughts and wishes. Boy, am I worn out.
One year Peg and I decided to go to Canada to camp and tour for a week. We stopped in Maine to spend a few days with friends first and had such a good time we spent the vacation there. The next year I wanted to do a quick visit to a town in Quebec during a camping trip to New Hampshire. I was positive we had brought our passports back from Maine but we absolutely could not find them, even in the box with our camping gear. We postponed the visit to Quebec for another year. The passports showed up afterwards in the vinyl bag we had them in for the Maine visit. On the way home the heat had caused the vinyl to stick to the tent's nylon stuff sack. During our search for the passports when we had lifted the tent to see if they were underneath, the passports, still stuck to the sack, were moved out of our sight. We used a different tent for the New Hampshire trip so they didn't show up then. We finally found the still stuck passports when we packed for yet another camping trip. The next time we renew our driver's licenses the state will be issuing a new type that can be used for North American land transit in lieu of passports.Now that you have your passport, Dave, we can all open up and share our dumb stories of near disasters like that so that your don't think you're the only one who has things like this happen.
Dave - this is no joke, but here in Austria I've always been told to pray to Saint Anthony to find something I've lost. I've often had to do so and you have nothing to lose - ask Saint Anthony, ask your relatives to pray too, as I say, it doesn't cost anything to ask Saint Anthony, and I have faith in him as does many. Good luck.As I went to grab my document and wallet pouch to put with my pack for tomorrow -- the one with passport, license, credit cards, debit cards, etc -- I couldn't locate it. My family has torn apart the house, car, garage and it can't be located. I am just venting right now, taking a break to try and recall anything. I have used it as my wallet for the last week, but I haven't gone but to a couple of places and neither has the travel pouch in their lost and found.
I have until midnight Seattle time to make a flight change in order not to lose my airfare. But I cannot predict when my driver's license will be replaced as it could take up to 15 days, much less my passport. And booking next year is not an option, as my wife has pointed out that it is her turn to travel abroad and my turn to stay at home to take care of property and animals.
And this also messes up my son's plan to meet me when I was to arrive in Leon.
Not really looking for suggestions, I am just feeling so stupid and so very angry at myself.
A never helpful accusation. You'll be lucky to get any further help if accusing an honest person and how often will a dishonest one reply "Yes, you're right. You caught me. Here's your money back."(I won't tell you how unpleasant it is to be accused of theft...)
As I went to grab my document and wallet pouch to put with my pack for tomorrow -- the one with passport, license, credit cards, debit cards, etc -- I couldn't locate it. My family has torn apart the house, car, garage and it can't be located. I am just venting right now, taking a break to try and recall anything. I have used it as my wallet for the last week, but I haven't gone but to a couple of places and neither has the travel pouch in their lost and found.
I have until midnight Seattle time to make a flight change in order not to lose my airfare. But I cannot predict when my driver's license will be replaced as it could take up to 15 days, much less my passport. And booking next year is not an option, as my wife has pointed out that it is her turn to travel abroad and my turn to stay at home to take care of property and animals.
And this also messes up my son's plan to meet me when I was to arrive in Leon.
Not really looking for suggestions, I am just feeling so stupid and so very angry at myself.
Anger is silly. Feeling stupid isn't justified. You are a human being. Learn to laugh at your boo boos.As I went to grab my document and wallet pouch to put with my pack for tomorrow -- the one with passport, license, credit cards, debit cards, etc -- I couldn't locate it. My family has torn apart the house, car, garage and it can't be located. I am just venting right now, taking a break to try and recall anything. I have used it as my wallet for the last week, but I haven't gone but to a couple of places and neither has the travel pouch in their lost and found.
I have until midnight Seattle time to make a flight change in order not to lose my airfare. But I cannot predict when my driver's license will be replaced as it could take up to 15 days, much less my passport. And booking next year is not an option, as my wife has pointed out that it is her turn to travel abroad and my turn to stay at home to take care of property and animals.
And this also messes up my son's plan to meet me when I was to arrive in Leon.
Not really looking for suggestions, I am just feeling so stupid and so very angry at myself.
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah!!!! My heart sunk when I read your initial post and I am so happy for you that you're on route now. Buen Camino!Found it.
It was sorta where I thought it was; but my wife was organizing stuff and it got shuffled off of the table and onto the floor amongst a pile of material. Jill and I had prayed a bit about it, mainly for calm and acceptance and I went to that room for a last look around. I don't know how, but I managed to spot the pouch sort of snuggled down a bit in the fabric on the floor.
You know how you just don't believe what your eyes might be telling you? That was me. I actually had to pick it up and hold it in order to allow myself the reality of having found it. Jill had tears, I had a round of forehead slapping and vows to not deviate from my normal practice of always putting things back in the same location so that i can find them.
On to Camino. And thank you all for thoughts and wishes. Boy, am I worn out.
Yep - I was once accused. Its a vile accusation. Cuts deep.this happens to me way too often.
It happens in albergues all the time, too. Pilgrims sometimes panic when they can't find their wallets. Can't tell you how many times I've helped a scared pilgrim empty out their backpack piece by piece, only the find the needed item somewhere among their things... sometimes right under their nose.
(I won't tell you how unpleasant it is to be accused of theft...)
Great great great. Buen CaminoOh yeah, yeah, yeah!!!! My heart sunk when I read your initial post and I am so happy for you that you're on route now. Buen Camino!
WOW! So happy you found it and I agree with putting things back in the same location... This practice is definately important on the camino. I felt the same rush of anxiety when my phone went missing in Zubiri. I did no put it where I normally do and not only did I forget it but subsequently when I returned to look for it the hospitelero and I discovered someone pilfered it. 2 villages later while I was climbing up a small hill , the hospitelero located it then sent someone in a car to return it to me .Found it.
You know how you just don't believe what your eyes might be telling you? That was me. I actually had to pick it up and hold it in order to allow myself the reality of having found it. Jill had tears, I had a round of forehead slapping and vows to not deviate from my normal practice of always putting things back in the same location so that i can find them.
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That’s fabulous news! The older I get, the more I follow the mantra of always putting things back in the same place. I can’t count the times I’ve set something down someplace and said to myself that I really shouldn’t be setting it there, to come up later wondering where in the heck I put the darned thing. Every time a forehead slap ensues. So glad you found your docs.Found it.
It was sorta where I thought it was; but my wife was organizing stuff and it got shuffled off of the table and onto the floor amongst a pile of material. Jill and I had prayed a bit about it, mainly for calm and acceptance and I went to that room for a last look around. I don't know how, but I managed to spot the pouch sort of snuggled down a bit in the fabric on the floor.
You know how you just don't believe what your eyes might be telling you? That was me. I actually had to pick it up and hold it in order to allow myself the reality of having found it. Jill had tears, I had a round of forehead slapping and vows to not deviate from my normal practice of always putting things back in the same location so that i can find them.
On to Camino. And thank you all for thoughts and wishes. Boy, am I worn out.
It is a crisis Dave. You are spot on @VNwalking
It does happen to many of us. Usually because we get everything out of its safe storage spot in readiness.. I’ve created a mess in my place prior to a few travel trips too.
I’m trying so hard @davebugg to think of where it might be. I’m thinking maybe look through every inch of your pack and even your boots? through any bags you carried back from shopping ?
Good luck.
Annie
Found it.
It was sorta where I thought it was; but my wife was organizing stuff and it got shuffled off of the table and onto the floor amongst a pile of material. Jill and I had prayed a bit about it, mainly for calm and acceptance and I went to that room for a last look around. I don't know how, but I managed to spot the pouch sort of snuggled down a bit in the fabric on the floor.
You know how you just don't believe what your eyes might be telling you? That was me. I actually had to pick it up and hold it in order to allow myself the reality of having found it. Jill had tears, I had a round of forehead slapping and vows to not deviate from my normal practice of always putting things back in the same location so that i can find them.
On to Camino. And thank you all for thoughts and wishes. Boy, am I worn out.
I lost all my credentials when I got home from the Camino in June and was sure that it they were in my backpack. After looking everywhere I decided to take apart my backpack. It is a North Face and I pulled up the sheet of hard plastic from the back of the pack and squeezed my arm down to the.
bottom and ... voila... my passport and credentials. I feel for you and hope that this may help. You must be frantic!
Dave, so happy to read that your affairs are in order and you are back on track to commence your Camino. As you are the only person on this forum that I came across that is starting the same day as me, I found it profoundly upsetting that you, you of all people, might not be able to make it! I say that because I have so admired your posts as you seem to be quite knowledgeable and uber organized!As I went to grab my document and wallet pouch to put with my pack for tomorrow -- the one with passport, license, credit cards, debit cards, etc -- I couldn't locate it. My family has torn apart the house, car, garage and it can't be located. I am just venting right now, taking a break to try and recall anything. I have used it as my wallet for the last week, but I haven't gone but to a couple of places and neither has the travel pouch in their lost and found.
I have until midnight Seattle time to make a flight change in order not to lose my airfare. But I cannot predict when my driver's license will be replaced as it could take up to 15 days, much less my passport. And booking next year is not an option, as my wife has pointed out that it is her turn to travel abroad and my turn to stay at home to take care of property and animals.
And this also messes up my son's plan to meet me when I was to arrive in Leon.
Not really looking for suggestions, I am just feeling so stupid and so very angry at myself.
A place for everything, and everything in its place!! My passport is in its box at home, my front zipped pants pocket while traveling, or in a specific pocket of my pack. No exceptions. Ever. I am too old; I am at the stage where I can spend a day searching my body and my pack for a pen if it does not go back from whence it came. Ah, to be twenty and indestructible again...it got shuffled off of the table
VERY good to hear!Found it.
It was sorta where I thought it was; but my wife was organizing stuff and it got shuffled off of the table and onto the floor amongst a pile of material.
On to Camino. And thank you all for thoughts and wishes. Boy, am I worn out.
Women do these sort of things:
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Hope you didn't tell your husband that story. They don't need to know everything.Great relief, Dave, and wish you all the best on your Camino!
My passport story: When I left home for my first Camino 2 years ago, my husband told me, “Don’t carry your passport in the back pocket of your jeans.” Bah humbug — that was the most convenient place for it, so of course I did. Stopover at Atlanta airport, in the ladies’ room — As I stood up from the toilet, my passport caught on the edge of the toilet seat and with a SPLASH! my passport fell into the toilet! An automatic flush toilet, which began to flush!!... I don’t think I’ve ever moved so fast, purely out of instinct, to snatch my passport from the swirling waters. Just couldn’t bear to watch my first Camino go down the toilet.
Needless to say, I never carry my passport in the back pocket of my jeans anymore...
Buen Camino to all!
Hope you didn't tell your husband that story. They don't need to know everything.
Gosh, I hope you found it. Did you check your pack?As I went to grab my document and wallet pouch to put with my pack for tomorrow -- the one with passport, license, credit cards, debit cards, etc -- I couldn't locate it. My family has torn apart the house, car, garage and it can't be located. I am just venting right now, taking a break to try and recall anything. I have used it as my wallet for the last week, but I haven't gone but to a couple of places and neither has the travel pouch in their lost and found.
I have until midnight Seattle time to make a flight change in order not to lose my airfare. But I cannot predict when my driver's license will be replaced as it could take up to 15 days, much less my passport. And booking next year is not an option, as my wife has pointed out that it is her turn to travel abroad and my turn to stay at home to take care of property and animals.
And this also messes up my son's plan to meet me when I was to arrive in Leon.
Not really looking for suggestions, I am just feeling so stupid and so very angry at myself.
Oh I am sooo glad to hear this... Buen Camino Dave!! And breath!Found it.
It was sorta where I thought it was; but my wife was organizing stuff and it got shuffled off of the table and onto the floor amongst a pile of material. Jill and I had prayed a bit about it, mainly for calm and acceptance and I went to that room for a last look around. I don't know how, but I managed to spot the pouch sort of snuggled down a bit in the fabric on the floor.
You know how you just don't believe what your eyes might be telling you? That was me. I actually had to pick it up and hold it in order to allow myself the reality of having found it. Jill had tears, I had a round of forehead slapping and vows to not deviate from my normal practice of always putting things back in the same location so that i can find them.
On to Camino. And thank you all for thoughts and wishes. Boy, am I worn out.
Kiwi Family what you write is so true. "not a colleague, more than an acquaintance but a friend is not quite right"....That's exactly how I feel!! Thank you.Weird. As I was reading it struck me as strange that my heart should be racing for you. The disappointment was palpable. Then I read on and discovered others were the same and I realised (again) that although we mostly do not have face-to-face interactions, it is nonetheless REAL, this is a genuine community. The English language needs a new word to denote “this guy/girl I met online but it’s not weird” - not a colleague, more than an acquaintance but friend is not quite right.... Then we’ll need some guidelines for if we do meet in real life. Do we hug? Or tap our shells together? Secret handshake?
May you have an uneventful two days before you leave!! So glad it worked out well. And as a bonus, you now have a perfectly tidy house!
Found it.
It was sorta where I thought it was; but my wife was organizing stuff and it got shuffled off of the table and onto the floor amongst a pile of material. Jill and I had prayed a bit about it, mainly for calm and acceptance and I went to that room for a last look around. I don't know how, but I managed to spot the pouch sort of snuggled down a bit in the fabric on the floor.
You know how you just don't believe what your eyes might be telling you? That was me. I actually had to pick it up and hold it in order to allow myself the reality of having found it. Jill had tears, I had a round of forehead slapping and vows to not deviate from my normal practice of always putting things back in the same location so that i can find them.
On to Camino. And thank you all for thoughts and wishes. Boy, am I worn out.
Wear the forum patch, whistle "We are family" under your breath? Wave a handkerchief? Or be terrible discreet and English about it?
Firstly - yeeeeeeeew! Secondly - amazing reflexes!Great relief, Dave, and wish you all the best on your Camino!
My passport story: When I left home for my first Camino 2 years ago, my husband told me, “Don’t carry your passport in the back pocket of your jeans.” Bah humbug — that was the most convenient place for it, so of course I did. Stopover at Atlanta airport, in the ladies’ room — As I stood up from the toilet, my passport caught on the edge of the toilet seat and with a SPLASH! my passport fell into the toilet! An automatic flush toilet, which began to flush!!... I don’t think I’ve ever moved so fast, purely out of instinct, to snatch my passport from the swirling waters. Just couldn’t bear to watch my first Camino go down the toilet.
Needless to say, I never carry my passport in the back pocket of my jeans anymore...
Buen Camino to all!
Ivarist@s?Our special word to identify those of us who met on Ivar's site - Ivaros/Ivaras ?
Buen Camino, Davebugg. On the Camino, routine is your friend
And daughters.Men do it too. I should know, I live with one who does just that!
He has tasted of his own medicine and it is bitterest bileWait,didn't you have a checklist? https://www.caminodesantiago.me/com...-to-go-checklist-checkoffs-for-the-day.57771/
I'm actually happy to find out that you are actually as human as the rest of us.And I'm happy that you found your passport and you're on your way. Buen Camino.
I quite enjoy doing the Pilgrim Macarena each day:A place for everything, and everything in its place!! My passport is in its box at home, my front zipped pants pocket while traveling, or in a specific pocket of my pack. No exceptions. Ever. I am too old; I am at the stage where I can spend a day searching my body and my pack for a pen if it does not go back from whence it came. Ah, to be twenty and indestructible again...
Ivies? Ivaraldoes? Ivites?Our special word to identify those of us who met on Ivar's site - Ivaros/Ivaras ?
Buen Camino, Davebugg. On the Camino, routine is your friend
did they thank St. Anthony?He found the documents Nathanael. He posted the good news later in the thread.
"Dear St. Anthony, please come around. There's something lost that must be found!" I usually remember this when I'm at my wits end looking for something. Seems to work every timesorry to hear that an what a disappointment. you should have prayed to St. Anthony patron of lost articles he always comes through. again sorry.
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