Monkey ate my passport
One day in Varanasi I was in my hotel room, a nice one with a balcony and view to the Ganga, lying on the bed when I saw something move in the room from the corner of my eye. Before I could get up or react, a monkey ran back to the balcony, jumping on the balconies to a rooftop - with my bag containing my passport! It felt a bit surreal, such a crazy freak accident it was. In the rooftop the monkey had emptied the bag of its contents and had had a small taste of everything, and finding nothing edible had left the stuff there. After a bit of climbing on a really shaky ladder (with some local kids having seen the scene onlooking with curiosity) I recovered my passport. Now it’s been ’stamped’ at Varanasi, with teethprint and a small bit of the cover missing :D.
