How being robbed of our valuables on a beach in Sicily turned into a blessing in disguise
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By JACK DILLON
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Down by the beach in Cefalu, a charming seaside town 40 miles east of Sicily's capital, Palermo, disaster struck.
My girlfriend Charlotte and I – relishing our holiday that we had saved up for with part-time jobs at university – had gone for a swim, entrusting our possessions to a respectable-looking young couple sunbathing nearby on the golden sand.
When we returned, however, the young couple had gone, as had all our valuables. No cards or cash. No digital camera. No phones.
Panic kicked in. We were miles from our Airbnb in Palermo with no access to money and unable to speak Italian. So, we went straight to the local police, who were entirely unhelpful and instructed us to go to another police station in Palermo.
Which we did, thanks to lovely staff on the train who allowed us to travel back for free.
This was how we found ourselves walking around in the scorching heat in Palermo asking locals for directions, eventually finding the correct police station, where we completed a property loss report.
Then we called our parents to tell them the situation, and went back to our Airbnb.
Jack Dillon and his girlfriend Charlotte went on holiday to Cefalu in Sicily in the summer - and fell foul of criminals lurking on the beach
The pair's valuables were stolen whilst they enjoyed a quick dip in the sea close to Cefalu, where they were staying
Luckily, I discovered I had in fact left my debit card in our apartment. Using this, I withdrew enough cash for the rest of the holiday. And then something dawned on us: we could not access the internet.
This was, we immediately realised, incredibly strange for both of us.
After our first ever dinner uninterrupted by looking at our phones, we set out to watch the FIFA World Cup final in a sports bar.
Normally, we would have used Google Maps to find a suitable place, but instead had to ask strangers in the street.
The next day we travelled by bus to Mondello beach. Yet this turned out to be stressful too as we were so used to following every step of a journey on our phones, we were worried we would miss our stop.
It was fine in the end, and we enjoyed a day on the beach reading books, talking and swimming. No need to worry about our non-existent valuables.
In the days following we purchased a map – something completely alien to us.
The incident turned out to be the best and worst thing to happen to the couple
Initially, it was a chore trying to navigate Palermo's chaotic streets but we soon began to love it. Yes, we got lost endlessly, but we were struck by the sense of adventure as we explored the food markets and tourist sights.
It was great. We had no worries of the outside world, no friends or family messaging us or to send message to – no need to post anything on social media.
Charlotte and I talked non-stop and began playing games such as chess and completing crosswords for entertainment. And we soon found we were truly enjoying the city for what it was, noticing the splendid architecture, intriguing art galleries and cosy cafes.
As the holiday went on, we became experts at navigating the city by map, and it was simple travelling back to the airport (fortunately, we had printed boarding passes prior to being robbed).
Losing our phones was one of the worst things ever to happen to us on holiday... but also, unexpectedly, the best, too.
- Travel facts: Stansted-Palermo returns from £44 in October (ryanair.com).
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