By the time we started to unload it was getting dark and we moved all our gear inside this door to our hostel and two others.
Conor and I made one trip up the stairs (carrying tank bags and smaller items) and then we returned two minutes later to retrieve our two big black bags. The problem was that there was only ONE black bag left when we came down the stairs. Someone had grabbed my bag with all my clothes, computer, calendars, etc.. We searched the street and neighborhood and the bag was simply gone. The police said that someone probably followed us in, snatched the bag, and fled in a car. What an awful feeling!