We’ve only got one truck in a house of eight adults and one child, so when we all travel together I’m often stuck sitting in the back. This happens a lot on Sundays, i.e. family church day. Today was no different.
As I was balancing on the edge of the truck bed this afternoon (the actual bed is essentially a mobile trash can in Haiti), my wallet fell out of my back pocket and bounced/flipped it’s way down a busy road. It took a second to register what the curious grey object tumbling along the road was, so by the time I asked Andrea to stop the car, my FFP badge, driver’s license, insurance card, and about $100 in various currencies were almost 150 feet behind us.
Luckily most of the things stayed in my wallet, but I had to do a little searching to locate the FFP badge and insurance card that slipped out. I found my badge pretty quickly, but my insurance card wasn’t so easily spotted. Random side note: I just saw a small mouse scurry back and forth like three times. I think it’s having a hard time finding an exit. OK, back to the main story.
With one eye on the ground and one eye on oncoming traffic, I found a 25 goude note (about $0.50 USD), but no insurance card. Thinking I should just accept that as the consolation prize for the afternoon, I looked up and across the street to get ready to head back to the truck when I saw my insurance card on the other side of the road. This whole ordeal took about 4 minutes, including the running to and from the truck.
Bottom line: I’ve got my wallet back with everything in it and came out 50 cents richer. Today was a good day.