Unbelievable...

Wow! Craaaazy night!
Okay, so on Wednesday I suggested that a group of people from my church get together and head over to the fountain on Montjuïc, on Friday, to watch the musical fountain light show extravaganza. Everyone made it over to the designated meeting point a bit earlier than expected, so we made our way over to the fountain while the previous show was still going on. During that time we scoped out good seats (on low concrete walls) and took entertained ourselves by snapping pictures of the pretty lights/water combinations. While my friend Nikki and I were busy trying to figure out how to take a picture of me holding the fountain with the lights framing the palace in the background appear to crown me Lady Liberty style, (by the way, that picture is AWESOME! ...but not on my camera... will let you see it asap) someone threw who-knows-what on some girls in the group. I’m guessing it’s baby food... I hope it’s baby food... Anyways, another man (creeper) approached the two girls (who immediately clutched their bags a little closer) and began telling them that they had just been decorated by some pigeons and that he would clean it off for them. They got nervous and began trying to get our attention (unfortunately, I was totally absorbed in posing for the picture =( and didn’t notice anything going on). Just then, another girl in our group was tapped on the shoulder, and when she turned around someone snatched her bag and ran. She began screaming for help as they ran off down the stairs and around the corner, and then immediately took off after them with Benji, one of the guys from the church that was with us. They came back after about a minute after having lost them. I then suggested that we head off to the police to see if she could fill out a report and have her credit cards shut off, but then Benji suggested and even better idea: that we could, at least, see if the bandits had dumped her purse somewhere after taking her wallet so that she could recover her keys and cell phone. So, we went the same direction that we had seen the thieves run off in. Not really having had much experience in having a purse stolen, I began opening up dumpster lids and looking inside. Just then, an elderly man approached us and asked us if we had just been robbed. “YES!!” He then explained that he had seen three men come running around the corner being followed by a police car. Then the group had broken up and the police had continued to follow two of the three robbers. When we asked him what we should do, he told us that now was probably a pretty good time to head over to the police station because they were chasing the very people with her purse. He then gave us directions, and then lead us over to a pair of officers standing at the corner. We quickly explained that a purse had been stolen (and were met with an “what else is new?” expression...). They then radioed some fellow officers and told us to head down the street and to the left where a group of officers had congregated. ...so we did... and what did we find there? Two men hand-cuffed against a wall, about ten police officers, and one stolen purse... with everything (credit cards, cell phone, house keys, everything!) still inside. *sigh* Yay! Happy ending! The officers were incredibly nice! They offered the girl a ride to the station and an extra space for someone to go with her (so Benji went to help her fill out forms) and a first aid kit when she got there (she had fallen and was scraped up and bleeding). So, all is taken care of now. She got her purse back (and probably wouldn’t have had it not been for Benji’s suggestion to go look for it in the first place) and everything inside. ...crazy!