And we thought yesterday was bad

6 hours. 6 hours we spent at the police station feeling helpless, crying, pleading for a translator and calling the British embassy. Conveniently for the bungalow place the police officer stayed the night so when we arrived in the morning they were very buddy with him already and laughing and joking over breakfast when 17 hours ago I'd been hysterically crying in front of them. It set the tone for the day really and we set off to the pier and on a boat to Lombok where the police station is. Luckily there was no mention of us paying for this journey and the bungalow owners paid for it all without question. We did have to use the horse and carts we strongly disagree with but there was no choice. We went the whole journey with barely a word said from the owners or the police officer, it was all one big fun day out for them it seemed. We were up first and it didn't go well. The police spoke to the owners in their own language and lots of joking was happening. They asked for our passports, details and a brief statement of when we left and came back. They also checked what was stolen and all this had to be translated by one of the owners as no one else really spoke English. He could of told them anything. They printed the report and everything was wrong from dates to spellings but our biggest issue was they'd used the word 'lost' and not 'stolen' and it didn't include the owners name or the name of the bungalows. Our things were simply "lost on Gili Air". Unbelievable. After all we'd been through we now spent 4 hours battling with 6 officers and the owners for the details we needed, mainly being the owner's name and ID number. It took us calling the embassy for which we used all the owners credit on his phone and the other couple threatening to call a lawyer for the owners and original police officer to leave. After this things went smoother and we sat down on the officer's computer and wrote our own police report basically. They have no idea what our statement said, they simply printed it and signed and stamped on the dotted line. The owners finally returned to take us back but we were sceptical if they would return at all. We left in disbelief at the level of corruption, disregard for the law and lack of sympathy or care. At least we had our police report and we could focus now on the insurance side of things. After returning to the island the owner disappeared as soon as we docked on the shore. The other guy who could speak English did hang around so we thanked him, we had to be the bigger person. We then joined the German couple for a well needed drink and some food at their hotel on the sea front. It's surreal that we've bonded and been brought together in that moment because of one terrible incident. Our hotel has a pool so we decided to make use of that even though it was 6:30 and the mosquitos had descended. Now we plan to stay up to talk to my parents about everything and insurance. I've been dying to speak to them about it all and it's at times like this where the time difference really isn't helpful. We can never replace the photos, videos lost on those devices or our souvenir money but at least we are safe. I can't even imagine what could of happened if we'd caught these criminals in the act. We can move on from this and that is what matters most.Read more