TPR and I started our journey on the open air rail system. Seated on the tiny trolley side-by-side we travelled at over 100 miles per hour along the track clutching our small stack of belongings (but not the soap bag, which I had accidentally left at home).
We transferred to our dark blue BMW part-way along the route. It came with a driver, and an additional passenger who took a keen interest in how much cash we were carrying. We failed to read the clues that these two characters were villains.
By the time we knew what was going on our car and cash had been stolen. We were stuck in the middle of nowhere impoverished and without transport.