Lesson Learned

So I went to Rome on a Friday.

It was big, historical, and awesome.
Until I was robbed.

My grandmothers film camera (which I was growing quite attached to) along with my cheap wallet (containing about 30 euro, my drivers license, and my museum card).

Warning: I'm about to complain.

After initially being upset I set off to replace the card and find another camera for class.
I told my professor what happened and I rented one from the school.
Yet the thing that he gave me is confusing to say the least.
It seems to only work when it wants. And won't let adjust the exposure to my liking.
I was supposed to shot at least another roll for class tomorrow and have only been able to take 3 pictures.

Now to replace my card I enlisted the help of the front desk at school.
I could get a new card issued for free IF I filled a police report in Rome. But I didn't do this because Italian police don't really do anything. I know my things will not be replaced. And I just wanted to get out of Rome that Saturday morning (I actually hopped the first train possible).
Instead I have to buy a new one. Oh well.
But I was told to go to the wrong place. During the wrong day (Everything is closed on Mondays duh).
So somehow I have to run during my 30 minutes between classes to buy a new card so that I can meet my art history class at the Academia.

Meh.
Never expect things in Italy to work out like you want.
And always keep a close eye on your things. Because having your guard down for a moment is all they need.