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Paris… Ahh oui, the city of love. All the beauty that makes Paris one of the most romantic cities in the world. I however had a different experience in the French capital. I was sleeping when I arrived late on the bullet train coming from London to Paris. Naturally I was a bit panicky as I left the train. I grabbed my bag and ran for the metro. No worries for this rug sack wearer tho, I got on a subway and headed toward the hostel district without a care in the air. That changed after about 30 mins.
On the metro my stomach dropped to the floor. I feverishly rushed back to the station were the train had been gated closed.
I asked the jerk working if I could please retrieve my forgotten belongings, to which he laughed, and told me to go away and try tomorrow. Plus he had a gun. Hanging my head, I went back to the area I intended to stay and of course everywhere was booked up.
That was my budget for 2 days so that itself was very heart breaking. The next morning I woke up and started stressing. The first thing to do was go to the train station.
They told me it had not been found but to contact the Paris lost and found. I was beside myself. I arrived at the embassy and explained to them my passport was lost. They told me it would take a couple of days and around Euro to get a new one. When they asked if I wanted to cancel my current one I gambled and said I would wait to hear from the lost and found.