Gonzo the prince....and now THE HERO!!!
I mean literally Gonzo is a hero. So here is a crazy story for all of you, and let me just tell you i wish you were all there cause it was WAY better in person!and so the story begins....
So on our first day in Madrid we decided to do a little sightseeing. We headed over to a place called Plaza Colon, where there are these huge rocks everywhere. Well we decided to take some pics.....
Gonzo was setting up the tripod and Austin was filming, and while all of this was happening I set down my purse and camera next to me. Well we took some pics, then I went to grab my camera to take some too and......my purse and camera are GONE!! Yes, that is right, GONE!! Instantly my heart jumps into my throat. I look up and both Austin and Gonzo are talking to a guy who is pointing up the street (and telling them in spanish that someone just took my camera and purse and left) Well I jump off the stoop and just start running...for who, I don't even know, I just am so upset I don't know what else to do.While I'm running, two people intercept me and start talking to me in spanish (way too fast) and keep pointing to the left.... I'm frantic cause I don't know what they are saying to me.
Well I then look to my right and I see Gonzo beating this guy up, holding him in a head lock, giving him a few face punches, and then giving him a good kick. The guy struggles and starts to run away....and all I can think is... this guy isn't holding anything...who the heck is Gonzo beating up?? So I run back to get the stuff that we left over by the rock (that this guy was watching for us). Austin runs up and I tell him that these two people are pointing up the street, so he hands me a backpack and Gonzo's camera and takes off in that direction.
I'm still in a panic and Gonzo comes running up all bloody and hurt and he is like "do you have your purse??"
I'm like..."NO"
he says "look in the backpack is it all there? "
At this moment I realize I'm holding a backpack that doesn't belong to any of us...I set it down, zip it open....and there it all is!!! my purse and my camera!!!
Okay.....so now that you heard everything from my point of view...let me just tell you what REALLY happened (the part I didn't see).
After the guy pointed that someone took my stuff....Gonzo just ran around the rock looking for the guy. Apparently the thief took my stuff and shoved it in his backpack. Gonzo knew immediately and ran up behind the guy, tripped him, then took the backpack from him. He then told him he was taking him to the police and the guy started to get away. So Gonzo hands the back pack over to Austin and then goes running after the thief. That is where I saw him...beating up a guy that was empty handed.
Meanwhile (the thief's friends) were telling me to run in the opposite direction giving him time to get away.... which is where Austin started running..
Ha ha but little did we know was that Gonzo had already retrieved my stuff and was trying to take the thief to the police!!!
Honestly I don't know what we would have done if Gonzo wasn't there. First off I would have been looking for a guy holding a purse, and never would have looked for a guy with a backpack. Plus me and Austin were looking in the opposite direction!!!
So the story ends so happily!! I got my stuff back!! Gonzo honestly saved the day....I would be without my camera, wallet, i-touch, money, and left with a headache of problems to deal with!
here are some of Gonzo's battle wounds
ha ha this shirt used to be white....
THANK YOU GONZO!!!!!!
