So, after the weekend I just had, it’s probably a good idea to post this.
I should point out that noone knows what happened, including me.
I was out on Friday night, and we ended up moving on to our typical moving on spot. At some point, I realised I had hit my limit and needed to head home. T had already left and left his jacket behind, so I grabbed both mine and his jackets and headed out.
I could have grabbed a cab right outside, but I thought I wanted to grab some food.. I remember seeing the food place and deciding just to keep walking to the next taxi rank (I do that a lot since I lost all the weight). And that’s it, that’s all I remember until I woke up, surrounded by people and the paramedics. I was found, face down with a large cut on my forehead, cuts on my face and no small amount of pain in both shoulders and my neck.
It wasn’t until later, at the hospital, after they had checked me, scanned me and generally looked after me that I was able to think about going for a smoke and went to check my jacket. That was when I noticed that my wallet was there, but empty… Same for Ts wallet from his jacket. Still there, but all the cash gone.
It’s hard to say what happened. The doctors said it looks like I was worked over, especially with the bruising on my shoulders and back, like someone hit me with something across my back. Without that bruising, they would assume (and so would I) that I was more drunk than I thought, and fell over like a moron. The trouble is, noone knows. I would like to think that I fell over and that opportunists nicked the cash, as opposed to a full on mugging. I just can’t be sure.
The upshot is that I have stitches in my forehead and will most likely have an interesting scar (chicks dig scars right?) and a lot of back/neck pain right now. Oh, and I am able to pull a duck face for selfies without even trying… So, silver linings right?
So, why post this?
Well, a few people have commented with things like “Frankfurt doesn’t seem safe” and “Why does this keep happening to you?” or things along those lines. Understandable if I think about it, but it needs to be qualified I think.
I have been in Frankfurt 12 years now and in all that time, precisely 2 things have happened to me. Last year, I made a decision to step in and help someone, and have been (essentially) suffering for that decision for the last 10 months. However, that was a decision I made.
And then Friday night.
Now you could, rightly, argue that one (possible) mugging in 12 months is more than enough and, certainly from my perspective, you would be right. However, it doesn’t make me particularly unlucky, a victim or Frankfurt any more inherently dangerous than anywhere else.
Does it suck?, absolutely, am I now going to be worried about walking through town?, nope. I won’t let the actions of a couple of morons dictate that for me. I just don’t see it as a massive issue. Whatever happened, and whoever got my (and Ts) cash, they were idiots. They failed to spot my phone in my front pocket and got away with, maybe, 100 or so euros. People like that will get caught, they were clearly opportunists and I was drunk.
So there you have it, a very sore, but largely lucky and still Laughing Wolf.
T visited me in the hospital on Saturday and pointed out that noone used to mess with me before I lost all the weight, and then “IF” posted something very similar on Facebook…so maybe there is something in that
Also, I’m not entirely sure how long the swelling on my face will last, so if anyone wants any selfies with me….now’s the time.