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 You can not imagine my delight when I walked out into the street to see Matt, proudly holding the leather portfolio high in the air, waving it around madly and smiling. Someone actually turned it in to the police station! We could hardly believe it. He even left his name and address. Apparently, it fell out of the van at the Swinging Sultan (I swear I don't make this stuff up!) kebab restaurant. The van was locked so it must have fallen out. We promptly went to the post, bought a thank you card and dispatched some cash to the very honest person.

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 No worries, they said (if I had a dollar for every time we have been told this.....) it will turn up at the local police station. Yeah, right. We drove back to Motueka and we were both so upset we just didn't speak. We were beginning to feel that maybe the New Zealand leg of our tour was cursed and we were going to get the hell out. Matt drove straight to the local constable (police) station while I went across the street to use the restroom.

Matt and Cynthia (to be continued) 

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 Both in a state of complete panic, we decided to remain calm and retrace our steps. We had it the day before and we had not been to many places. I was sure he must have left it at the DOC. So we called and they insisted that they did not have it.

Not willing to take their word for it, we decided to make the 45 minute drive there and make sure. No, they assured us in person, they did not have it.

Matt and Cynthia (to be continued) 

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The panic set in when I realized what, exactly, we were missing. I said a little breathlessly, you mean, the leather portfolio that houses all of our documents, copies of our passports, credit cards, social security numbers, drivers license, checkbook and passwords to all of our financial banking? Do you mean that leather portfolio? Matt just looked at me.....I knew it was bad.

Matt and Cynthia (to be continued)