A memorable Night in Cape Town

          When I turned 15 years old I had the same old question that most of the girls have at this age: a trip or a party as a birthday present?
          I thought a trip would be much more interesting and would also last longer, so I chose to go to a safari in South Africa. What I didn't know was that at that moment I was choosing to go to the place where I would have the most horrible twenty four houers of my life.
          My terrible night started about 9 pm, when my mother and I were in Cape Town going to the airpoirt, by the tour bus, to take a flight to a little independent country inside South Africa (similar to the case of the Vatican in Italy) called Swaziland. So, as we were leaving the country, we had our passports with us.
           In the midle of the way to the airport, the bus stopped for a minute in a place that provided a beautiful view, so we and the rest of the group stepped out of the bus to take pictures.
           As we would be out of the bus just the time to take a picture, I went out taking only my camera with me.
          When the rest of the group and I came back into the bus, my bag conteining my documents, money, cellphone, iPod and gifts had desappeard. That was impossible. The bus had been by our side all the time, no one got in, even because there wasn't anyone around that place!
           The group followed trip to Swaziland and my mother and I went to the police station with the tour guide, that stayed to help us.
           We have been very bad treated there, and to make things even worse, the tour guide had a fight with one of the policeman because of a document we filled with a black pen, and he wanted us to write everything again using a blue pen (it was not a small documente). In the end, because of the fight, we didn't have to write the second time.
            After that, we were very tired and upset, so we came back to the hotel room. It was about 1 am. Our stuff were still there because we would saty only for a day in Swaziland.
            When we opened the door we saw the safe was opened, and a lot of money was missing.
             I complained with the hotel maneger and he didn't do anything about it. So we came back to the police station. There we agreed that I wouldn't have to pay for my stay in the hotel, but even like this we lost money.
             Belive me when I say I have never had such a horrible night!