If you read just one thing today, it should be this from Michael Yon.

"It came from Poland, a message, via email—zzzppt. They were searching for her, a woman with whom I had recently made friends of the sort one finds while traveling abroad in wild nations. She had disappeared. The investigators had found my contact information in her hotel room.

We’d first met while having breakfast at a guesthouse in India, perched high, overlooking the Ganges River. I had carefully selected the place to watch the goings-on down at the river. It so happened that she was sitting at the next table, speaking English, but with an accent that I recognized as Polish. I had lived in Poland for nearly two years and had picked up some of the language along the way."

And yes, as an aside from the poignancy of it all, I can avow that highwaymen in many parts of the world do give receipts for insurance purposes, and that's a tidbit to Michael's tale.