Okay, not so much a trip report as a nice story. I lost my iPhone somewhere between Pompeii and Napoli Centrale. Could it have been the throngs of teens i was squished up against on the Circumvesuviana? Could it have been the "rough" looking men who kept eyeing me and making funny eye contact with their friends? Could it just have fallen out of my pocket? I have no idea. I never felt threatened, never felt in danger, never recall being in a crowd enough to have someone slip their hand in my pocket. Oh well, it was an old iPhone, originally my daughters and passed down to me - two or three generations old by now. Three months later, when I am home, my daughter forwards me an email. The email was from the US consulate in Napoli, someone found the phone on the Circumvesuviana, gave it to the police, they investigated the registry and found it was registered to my daughter, so they turned it in to the US consulate.
In the US this would have ended up in the lost property bin of the police department.