redtailshark
Jun 18, 12, 11:02 pm
In UIO for a short visit, about 20 hours.
Just after checking out of my hotel in Mariscal Sucre and standing kerbside to hail a taxi to the airport, I was squirted with poop and robbed of my backpack in Mariscal Sucre. This happened in broad daylight, 1pm on Av. Amazonas in front of at the least a hundred people on the busy street.
I realized it wasnīt bird poop as the first thief claimed when I turned around, and I looked up just in time to see the second accomplice throwing my backpack to the third who was driving past at that moment. The immediate bystanders were all implicated in this - six or seven of them. I had no time to do anything about this and in any case, I have heard that the police respond to this common event by giving tourist brochures and concurring on how peligroso UIO is. I just managed to get to the airport with my reserve credit card and US passport in pocket..thankfully... CM allowed me to check in late to use the bathroom for a sponge bath.
I then called my credit card providers, not so easy when all the numbers and my sheet of info was in the stolen pack, but this was disrupted when I was hauled off the plane. CM took me airside while this happening to authorize inspection of my poop-covered bag by Ecuadorian DEA. Something about the routing to PUJ and back to PTY, but my Spanish isnīt workable enough to understand the nuances. I told them the bag was covered in mierda no doubt as their dogs had discovered. They asked me if it [the poop coating the bag] was mine, and I said no, not at all, I didnīt even know from which animal it came. I signed for this inspection, which was conducted courteously and professionally on the ramp underneath Copaīs 737-700. The Colombians in the F cabin were using their iPods to track the AmEx call numbers for me while this was going on.
After that, I was reboarded. Copa closed the door but the crew permitted me to continue the convo with Amex for a couple more mins, freezing the accounts and learning that already an attempt had been made to withdraw cash. At least I could laugh about that because as I inform my providers I donīt use any of my CCs for cash withdrawl and this led to the efforts being declined.
It amused me slightly to know the thieves had toured multiple cashpoint machines in Quito with my various cards over a period of several hours and had been repeatedly and consistently denied by them.
I learned from the usual sources (traveling Australians) that this happens all the time and that UIO is much worse than BOG or CTG or other places I'd visited recently.
Compared with almost every other place I have been, the lack of official and civic will to take this problem seriously was palpable and quite disturbing.
Just after checking out of my hotel in Mariscal Sucre and standing kerbside to hail a taxi to the airport, I was squirted with poop and robbed of my backpack in Mariscal Sucre. This happened in broad daylight, 1pm on Av. Amazonas in front of at the least a hundred people on the busy street.
I realized it wasnīt bird poop as the first thief claimed when I turned around, and I looked up just in time to see the second accomplice throwing my backpack to the third who was driving past at that moment. The immediate bystanders were all implicated in this - six or seven of them. I had no time to do anything about this and in any case, I have heard that the police respond to this common event by giving tourist brochures and concurring on how peligroso UIO is. I just managed to get to the airport with my reserve credit card and US passport in pocket..thankfully... CM allowed me to check in late to use the bathroom for a sponge bath.
I then called my credit card providers, not so easy when all the numbers and my sheet of info was in the stolen pack, but this was disrupted when I was hauled off the plane. CM took me airside while this happening to authorize inspection of my poop-covered bag by Ecuadorian DEA. Something about the routing to PUJ and back to PTY, but my Spanish isnīt workable enough to understand the nuances. I told them the bag was covered in mierda no doubt as their dogs had discovered. They asked me if it [the poop coating the bag] was mine, and I said no, not at all, I didnīt even know from which animal it came. I signed for this inspection, which was conducted courteously and professionally on the ramp underneath Copaīs 737-700. The Colombians in the F cabin were using their iPods to track the AmEx call numbers for me while this was going on.
After that, I was reboarded. Copa closed the door but the crew permitted me to continue the convo with Amex for a couple more mins, freezing the accounts and learning that already an attempt had been made to withdraw cash. At least I could laugh about that because as I inform my providers I donīt use any of my CCs for cash withdrawl and this led to the efforts being declined.
It amused me slightly to know the thieves had toured multiple cashpoint machines in Quito with my various cards over a period of several hours and had been repeatedly and consistently denied by them.
I learned from the usual sources (traveling Australians) that this happens all the time and that UIO is much worse than BOG or CTG or other places I'd visited recently.
Compared with almost every other place I have been, the lack of official and civic will to take this problem seriously was palpable and quite disturbing.