Credit Card crisis gets WORSE!?!?!?!

Austin, how could your ridiculous (already) credit/debit card situation get any worse in Rio, you ask?

I lost my card.

Yup. Step one in the "Don't be the world's worst travelster" book should read, "Don't lose your F@#$ng card, you fool." But, I did, I lost it. I don't know how, I just know I'm stupid. OK, I'm going to stop beating myself up over this, and just say maybe it was for the best.

Wherever the card is, there is no easy way to charge stuff on it, because it's an American card with a broken magnetic stripe. So, chances are, if someone has found it, they're just as screwed as I once was. Ha, jokes on them, huh?

Anyway, I called and cancelled it, and after a half hour fight with everyone's favorite New Delhi call center (including me demanding the manager), I will have the card shipped to the branch in Rio to be picked up at my leisure.

That means I can't leave Rio until it arrives. That means I can't book my bus now, which also means I will most likely not get the 'full cama' ride I dreamed of for my two day journey back to the normalcy (well, almost normalcy) of BsAs.

And so, the saga continues. Fear not fellow blogsters, for even though I have no card, I'm mooching cash off my travel buddies Tom and Leyton here in Rio, and I'm about to spend another day on Beautiful Ipanema Beach (cue Sinatra song)!

Comments

[Niko]

Good job, AK!