Trip Report: Getting Robbed at Knifepoint.

[WhoIam]

Last night an English acquaintance of mine invited me over for dinner and I brought along a friend. We had fun, drank a lot, and ended up crashing at his place because of the intense rain. I wake up to my friend trying to suck my dick. Not cool. My hotel isn't too far away so I get the [censored] out. As I'm walking, some guy offers to give me a ride. This has happened several times before with no problems.

The guy takes me two minutes down some road, hops off the bike, and holds a knife to my throat while his friends go through my pockets, stealing my phone, cash, and debit/credit cards. The knife is so dull
that I literally grab it by the blade and take it away from him without cutting myself. He then pulls out a a taser and I realize there's no way to win this and I give him the knife back. In retrospect I'm probably lucky they didn't kick the [censored] out of me.

So I'm now totally [censored] and have no way of getting money even if someone gave it to me. I'll have to have my family fly me back to the US or give me enough money to last me until I can get new cards. I'm not sure which part of this sucks the most. I'm not even going to bother filing a police report because this happened with four guys I couldn't pick out of a lineup on a street I can't pronounce.