Finder's Fee...

Our neighbor lent his bus to the squatters so they could move their stuff to their new squat. It was agreed that the bus would be returned at the end of the week, on Friday. 
So on Friday, no bus ... Saturday, no bus ... Sunday, no bus... etc etc...until the end of the week, still no bus...our neighbor tried to call the squatters, but no answer...almost another week passed... he went to the police to report the theft...Police said they couldn't do much but would keep an eye on it...I started scouring the internet for places where the squatters might be... they told us different places where they would go... suddenly I was caught by a newspaper article that was online. Squatters at the old water treatment plant in Nijmegen. Gave the address to the neighbor, he drove there, he saw his bus, called the police. They came, saw and conquered...Bus back, everyone happy (except the squatters).
Then I got a finder's fee for the effort... It was delicious... with a good cup of coffee... what an strange adventure, but with a happy ending...

Thanks for all the lovely hearts and stars for my yesterday’s blip! Xxx