If you ever have your backpack stolen while outside of your home country, I highly recommend that you don't take your passport out of it first. My backpack, and the wallet and passport within it, were stolen from the convention centre I was working in tonight. Which, of course, is a bit of a financial loss and a major inconvenience. I think I've already gone through all the stages of loss: denial,anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. I got a secondary wave of emotions when I realized that they took my beloved Boba Fett usb key and my Green Lantern notebook. The bastards could've at least left those behind. Lesson learned, as history and media has hinted at, Vegas is a horrible place filled with horrible people.