Randomly, this older American ex-pat came up to me and said she had overheard me talking to the cops and was going to help me out. She got me in touch with the embassy and let me stay at her little house while I got hooked up with a new passport.
I actually ended up staying there for two weeks helping her around the house (her husband had died a few years back) by fixing up random things. Oiling hinges, re-hanging doors, fixed a leak in her sink, that kinda stuff, etc etc.
We would also hang out at night and just chat, and sometimes I would play her husband’s old guitar (I sucked so bad) but she enjoyed it just the same. We kept in touch for the most part via email. But about 2 years ago she stopped writing back.
Anyways, I got a phone call about 6 months after she stopped writing. It turns out she had been dying from cancer the entire time I was there and in her will she had left me her husbands guitar.
~ by Muhnooer