meowbunny
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As I said in my moving stinks post, we went to New Orleans to get away from the disaster here. All in all, we had a great time. I've had very few "firsts" with my daughter ... no first words, steps, tooth, etc., so it was truly a joy to take her for her first biegnet, hurricane, etc. All in all, a pretty good New Orleans experience.
Then, we get to our last excursion. Decided to take a cab ride/tour of the city. Supposedly better than a tour group cause you can stop when you want, etc. Well, the guy we got was nice but really didn't seem to know that much about his city. Our last stop was the cemetary. We were looking for a specific grave (he was guiding us but didn't know exactly where it was). After wandering a bit, a homeless guy took us to it. So, all is good and we're leaving.
I get out first and I see another homeless guy stopped by the cab with his shopping cart. No big deal, people get tired, even the homeless. So, he sees us and gets moving. I get to the cab, see the window is smashed and yell at shopping cart guy. He takes off! I take off after him. I yell at him. He throws Marie's new purse at me and says, "Here, you can have your purse!" Nope, not good enough for me. I have no idea what else he may have taken. I keep going. He rounds the corner, drops the shopping cart, grabs a bunch of stuff and takes off seriously running. Yup, I keep going. Past one apartment house, then the next, then the next, around the corner, past two more apartment houses. He turns another corner and I totally lose him. I'm furious. The man got away!!!!
Walk back to the cab and my daughter. My daughter's really upset. The cabby's calling the police. I didn't know it but I'd chased this guy into one of the worst projects of New Orleans. I think I looked so angry no one dared come near one. The police started to lecture me until I let them know it wouldn't be happening again since we were leaving after this. No question I was lucky (and I did get the purse back and he didn't have time to get anything else). :smile:
So, some basic tips -- make sure your kids don't leave anything of value visible in a car, don't go chasing some thief blindly and know your neighborhood. If you can't do those things, you better be dang lucky!
Then, we get to our last excursion. Decided to take a cab ride/tour of the city. Supposedly better than a tour group cause you can stop when you want, etc. Well, the guy we got was nice but really didn't seem to know that much about his city. Our last stop was the cemetary. We were looking for a specific grave (he was guiding us but didn't know exactly where it was). After wandering a bit, a homeless guy took us to it. So, all is good and we're leaving.
I get out first and I see another homeless guy stopped by the cab with his shopping cart. No big deal, people get tired, even the homeless. So, he sees us and gets moving. I get to the cab, see the window is smashed and yell at shopping cart guy. He takes off! I take off after him. I yell at him. He throws Marie's new purse at me and says, "Here, you can have your purse!" Nope, not good enough for me. I have no idea what else he may have taken. I keep going. He rounds the corner, drops the shopping cart, grabs a bunch of stuff and takes off seriously running. Yup, I keep going. Past one apartment house, then the next, then the next, around the corner, past two more apartment houses. He turns another corner and I totally lose him. I'm furious. The man got away!!!!
Walk back to the cab and my daughter. My daughter's really upset. The cabby's calling the police. I didn't know it but I'd chased this guy into one of the worst projects of New Orleans. I think I looked so angry no one dared come near one. The police started to lecture me until I let them know it wouldn't be happening again since we were leaving after this. No question I was lucky (and I did get the purse back and he didn't have time to get anything else). :smile:
So, some basic tips -- make sure your kids don't leave anything of value visible in a car, don't go chasing some thief blindly and know your neighborhood. If you can't do those things, you better be dang lucky!