17 June: stolen wallet!

I was carrying my harrods bag again, not exactly really, as it was of the same design but with out scottie and westie. I had another bag with me as well, must have been an environmentally friendly bag. The department store was very Japanese. I felt as though I was in Tokyu Hands. THe merchandise though was no where near as kitsch. I would classify it as very "mainland" (pre double digit growth period). The funny things was that I had to leave my bag in a shelfing compartment - like going to the gym. I happily did so and forgot about my bags. I went wandering around, looking at very "mainland" bed sheets, clothing etc etc. The entire experience felt very "golden -yellow" - must be the lighting, it felt like I was in the beehive gallery but much bigger with split levels.
Then I came back to the shelf. My bags were there. My wallet was GONE! I was actually expecting it to happen. It just brought me back to the time when I got so engrossed in shopping at Witchery for shoes that my wallet got "removed" from my bag without me noticing.
The next thing I remember, I was frantically trying to call all the card centre to cancel my Mstercard, Visacard etc. Mum was by myside, she was helping me call too. We were standing under a highway underpass, similar to the one we always wait for the bus at Causeway Bay. Grey and gloomy & polluted, everything had a grey tone to it. Then I realised I was actaully in mainland China - not big cities like Beijing, but more obscure ones where not many people spoke English.
We tried all these different phone numbers on my mobile which led to nothing, and I was starting to panick. We reached a Visa hotline, but got connected to this private number. The guy answering the phone was half asleep and wanted to sell us stuff. Then we tried to call a HK Visa number, and it got connected to the wrong department. I was balling my eyes out begging him to cancel my card or let me know the number to do so, as we only had several dollars of credit left on the mobile.