Grown ups in Heaven

While waiting for my dodgy (not the usual) night bus to Cusco on the 4th, someone try to yank my bag off me and holding onto my arm, in a not very nice manner. Which irritated me to no end. In my ideal world, men are meant to be gentlemen, opening doors, lending coats...you all get the idea. (yes I know these don´t really exist) Anyway, something inside me snapped and I gave a good knee up into his balls. Obviously man stopped trying to get my bag, and doubled in pain. Did think about elbowing his back, as seen in movies...but thought best to leave the scene....
Secondly, standing outside bus, there are 6 foreigners, including me. Tell them I have very very bad feeling about bus and don´t want to get on, almost start to cry. (think was due to bag scene) Driver thinks I am looney. Bus is fine he insists. Other foreigners all tell me it will be fine, we get on and sit down together. Driver then comes up and moves me the nicest, biggest seat in front. (He thinks I have become nervous wreck and doesn´t want any bad karma for dodgy bus ride, is what I understood in my poor spanish) We arrive in Cusco...amazing, think I must be getting mixed messages, and apologise for being silly and insecure and afraid of bus. Then last night, meet up with other foreigners from bus, they are staying in the same hostel. Am told that their cameras, monies, mp 3 players and other items...don´t remember, were all stolen on bus! Can you believe that! So my bad feeling was right! Have learnt today, that dodgy buses will often put small foreign groups together at the back, and gang around them. Increases chances of gaining goods. That could have been me. Yet again, my angel, dad and mom must be watching over me. One good thing for having a team of grown ups in Heaven!