According to Charles and Scobienz , the documents show that he isn't covered. I never saw these docs though.
He apparently bought the tickets online without travel insurance with a debit card. That's what Nick told me. I tried to get info as to whether he booked the hotel with the flight but didn't get much of a sensible answer as he had only come out of coma a couple of days earlier. He was more compos mentis then. Due to his condition, his rationality and sensory abilities steadily get worse as the pressure in the skull builds up. God knows what state he is in now.
Last I heard he thought he was in France. Well i guess it's an easy mistake to make.

Kampong Spooner wrote:I accuse him of nothing more than not offering proof needed to get him some sort of help from the embassy.

Really? Are you sure?

Read what you posted below:

Kampong Spooner wrote:c) If being 'robbed'counts as 'being skanked on a kilo of ice/smack', well yeah, he was robbed but in that case...

Kampong Spooner wrote:Common sense tells everyone who has dabbled in horse (i aint no mother theresa) that he's on gear.

Great, so now we have one self-confessed drug-user berating another person he has never met for something that he cannot prove.

Yeah, we should definitely follow your advice, LOL.

At the very least, you are implying he is/accusing him of being a drug dealer, no personal user carries a kilo.

First you made unfounded accusations based on nothing more than hearsay and speculation.

Then you refused/were unable to supply proof, and down-scaled your argument and tried to say Nick should provide proof he was robbed, whilst making a speculative accusation which you arrived at without any proof whatsoever yourself.

Now you are saying that you only accuse him of not being able to prove he was robbed, and you are trying to tell us that you never made the statement re 'ice/smack' I have quoted above.

If you value proof so highly, apply it to yourself.

You've also thrown out personal insults, and tried your hand at some amateur psychology to try and cloud the issue. It hasn't worked, you simply contradict yourself every time.

I'm assuming you don't know Nick, in which case, with all the 'fuck him' language you used, I think you're the one with the anger problems, not me.

Cheers.

You're totally right Vlad, I concede.

Poor Nick, the hapless tourist who was robbed of tens of thousands of dollars from his hostel room, and then, through no fault of his own had his bank account emptied by said perpetrators of this heinous crime. He didn't need to file a police report, because, for Nick, the embassy could have wavered all normal courses of actions, recommission Concorde for 1 trip only and fly Nick back, business class with a bottle of champers to wash down his misfortune.

Of course, that dastardly embassy could not have been working alone to scupper Nick's chances of repatriation, oh no, a variety of K440 dwarfs, lawyers and other carpetbaggers have been meeting secretly in Wat Phnom, like a Cambodian version of Bilderburg (this shit goes right to the top), planning ways to harvest Nick's perfectly healthy, and in no way damaged by abuse internal organs, selling them to a Vietnamese syndicate headed by the at least one Rothschild. The bastards.

You, Vladimir have done all you can, well above and beyond the standard Christian diligence to help this poor, unfortunate soul and not just typing out words on an internet forum whilst under the influence of Black Panther and Alexander whiskey.

Again, I was wrong all this time, and you were right. For this I apologize. I am also prepared to reconsider my views on the sky being blue and grass being green.

I am a changed man, thank you.

Haha, good one!

However, before I can officially accept your apology, I need to know that it was tendered whilst you were of sound mind. This is required according to my discretionary policy. Kindly leave a certified blood sample with my receptionist so that we can be sure you were not on drugs. A guy called kampong spooner accused you of dabbling in horse, and we don't care about burden of proof...oh, wait...

PS Never touch Alexand

Kampong Spooner wrote:You're totally right Vlad, I concede.

Poor Nick, the hapless tourist who was robbed of tens of thousands of dollars from his hostel room, and then, through no fault of his own had his bank account emptied by said perpetrators of this heinous crime. He didn't need to file a police report, because, for Nick, the embassy could have wavered all normal courses of actions, recommission Concorde for 1 trip only and fly Nick back, business class with a bottle of champers to wash down his misfortune.

Of course, that dastardly embassy could not have been working alone to scupper Nick's chances of repatriation, oh no, a variety of K440 dwarfs, lawyers and other carpetbaggers have been meeting secretly in Wat Phnom, like a Cambodian version of Bilderburg (this shit goes right to the top), planning ways to harvest Nick's perfectly healthy, and in no way damaged by abuse internal organs, selling them to a Vietnamese syndicate headed by the at least one Rothschild. The bastards.

You, Vladimir have done all you can, well above and beyond the standard Christian diligence to help this poor, unfortunate soul and not just typing out words on an internet forum whilst under the influence of Black Panther and Alexander whiskey.

Again, I was wrong all this time, and you were right. For this I apologize. I am also prepared to reconsider my views on the sky being blue and grass being green.

I am a changed man, thank you.

LOL this is fucking brilliant.

I can't believe it took so long for the true story to come out. I for one would be ashamed to be British now I know the truth.

Spooner's onions have been well and truly cooked. I see Vlad's been in for a tune up too. Thumbsup.

I think he was being sarcastic, jsp.

Just a tad.

juansweetpotato wrote:Spooner's onions have been well and truly cooked. I see Vlad's been in for a tune up too. Thumbsup.

Yeah, the Dwarf, Lawyer, Carpetbagging, Wat Phnom, Vietnamese, Rothchild Conspiracy Group (DLCWPVRCG) overcharged me by 500 Riel for the onions too. Bastards.

And wanted to see my work permit.

Well, there is just no pleasing you.

I'm sure there's a medical term to describe a situation where someone starts an argument and shoots himself in the foot by introducing contrary arguments and by revealing a sordid past...

Maybe...kampong spoonerism?