I’ve never carried a wallet, except when I was a young boy when it was cool to have a rubber imprint in it. At that age, I was very fashion conscious.
I’ve known a couple of people who’ve had their wallets lifted from their back trouser pocket. They never knew, or felt the swipe.
So, I’ve always carried a small money clip in my front pocket, with some cash, credit cards, driver’s license, a permit, etc. You really don’t need much else day to day. You definitely don’t need a wallet. Hell, put a cocked mouse trap in there before you get into crowds. It is amazing to me how smooth a pick-pocket can be. It only takes one bump.
People will steal from you if they can.
I was in Rome Italy once, and one of the nice young ladies I was traveling with was walking with me down a road. She was on my left, because I wanted to ensure if anyone threw some shit out of the window, it would hit me, and not her. That is protocol, and I’m a gentleman. There was a guy driving a motor-scooter, with a woman on the back, and he basically sideswiped us. The girl on the back had a wooden hook which she used to hook her purse strap. Damn near tore her arm off, but they got away with it…everything, including her passport, and her airline ticket home…everything that women keep in their bag…all her stuff. That was a mess to clean up. You have to get the Embassy involved, and that is a pain in the ass. No passport (any ID), no cash, no nothing…difficult to travel under those circumstances.
You do not want to go to the Embassy to get your shit fixed. Trust me on that. Talk about red tape.
So, my advice is to keep anything important close to what you consider important…like in your front pocket.
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All my “important stuff” is right around my front pockets. Heh-heh…
Heh-heh is right…
I love my purses, but when I travel, I do not carry one. Shit is in pockets, or a holster : )
You shonuf be a smart woman.
I’m with Laura. I never travel with a purse. Those babies stay home.
Rome is the pickpocket capital of Europe. A friend was at the train station, and a woman used her baby as a shield while she tried to pick his FRONT pocket. He caught her, and yelled for the cops, holding her there until they arrived. She had the nerve to accuse HIM of assault, but apparently, she was known around the area for her “charms”.
Rome is also the armpit of Europe. One visit was enough for me.
Damn, trying to pick a front pocket…high on something.
I just now moved my wallet to my front pocket, after reading your post.
I’m going to the blues club later tonight, and hey, this is Jacksonville, Fl.
Smart move…really.