In Vietnam at the moment. Yesterday we moved location and took a car to the airport. In the check-in queue I realised I didn’t have my phone with me. After frantic scouring around and emptying of bags, I concluded I had left it in the car. Now, our whole holiday is on my phone. Flights, hotels, contact details, etc. Husband has no data on his phone and airport free Wi-Fi not working. I had the transfer company WhatsApp details on my phone and no other contact details printed out. Went to the airline ticket desk although it was not their problem. Encountered a really helpful man who tried the car company (not helped by me not knowing the actual company name so him wasting time contacting the wrong one)! No luck and we had to get our flight. At the other end, once in our Homestay with Wi-Fi, I managed to contact the car company. They contacted the driver and 30 mins later I received a photo of my phone on the back seat of his car. Huge relief as I have my bank and credit cards in the case and was desperately hoping I wouldn’t have to cancel them. So transfer company arranged to send the phone onto me by overnight bus. Guy dealing with it sent me photos of him handing over the phone at the bus company office (with my Spurs screenshot and bank cards in view) and then a photo of the wrapped-up package. The bus was due to arrive this morning but due to severe flooding in the area (a whole other story!) it turned at 5pm. In the meantime I am getting messages from the car company asking whether I have received the phone. So eventually I collect the phone, which is wrapped up tighter than Fort Knox.
I then confirmed back to the car company that the phone was received. And got a message back telling me to “be more careful in future as you had your credit cards in there and people will take them too easily”.
And the cost of getting it to me? Approximately £3.50p!
Suitably chastened by my ticking off but my faith in there being good people out there remains intact.