The worst day

Today was brilliant. At least it started that way. We were picked up from the bungalows and went on a snorkeling trip. We saw sea turtles, swam with so many beautiful fish through rich undamaged reefs and even spotted a couple of octopus. It was the first snorkeling trip where Nick felt confident enough to not wear a life jacket and boy did it set him free. He was diving down, swimming against strong currents far from the boat and shore and feeling as though he was on cloud 9. I felt so proud and delighted by how happy he was. We truly had an amazing experience and then that was destroyed and ended by someone's single cruel act. We returned to find the door of our bungalow kicked in, the lock on the floor, lights on and all the contents of our bags everywhere. They'd taken Nick's phone, our tablet, all our money and even our souvenir money that we'd kept from each country we'd visited. We were heartbroken, violated, hysterical and distraught. Next door was broken into as well but they left the door unlocked (it had to be double locked) and the bathroom door open when it's an open roof bathroom. At least ours was completely not our fault. Yes we could of hidden things better, yes we should of taken all our money with us but is it really any safer on a boat while you're in the ocean than in your locked accommodation? After hours of crying, cancelling cards, changing passwords and genuinely wondering what we are meant to do the police finally were called and arrived. Nick had gone to get food so I went through it with the policeman alone and he took photos and details and I felt a little reassured. The hotel were appalling. They offered us nothing, no drink, no food, no way of securing our bungalow, no sympathy and no apology. These bungalows had been empty all day and no one checked them until we returned to find the chaos. The policeman however was offered a buffet of food, drinks, cigarettes and a whole family gathering. It was then that we realised the owners are trying to get him on side so it goes in their favour. We are meeting tomorrow to go to Lombok to get a police report for our insurance. It was 9:20pm by the time this had been wrapped up and only then almost 5 and a half hours of our bungalow being unsecured and unmanned did someone put on a tiny little padlock to close the front door, again another act for the police. We left with the other couple and after an hour we both had new hotels to stay in even though the owners were expecting us to want to stay the night in our unlockable burgled room! We returned and packed up our bags and went to break the news of leaving to reception together and they were very shocked. Now we're here in our new bungalow, it's secure with decent locks, has security 24/7, is enclosed in a walled area and attached to other bungalows with no open fields around or dodgey houses around. We feel safer but still as if we will sleep with one eye open. The shower felt amazing after such a traumatic experience. I cannot wait to get off this island and at the moment go home but I will try and get over that and not let them beat me. As my sister said; they've already taken your things, don't let them take the world from you as well. I don't know where we'd be without my family. We love you all.Read more