Later in the evening, Herman treated us for dinner at Lugang Cafe. Its the hot, new restaurant along Connecticut that has a very long queue all the time. Clarice supposedly had to make reservations 2 weeks in advance for us to eat here tonight. Since its very difficult to park along that street at night, I drove on quite a bit further until Ford Greenhills where I parked our Montero.
While walking halfway to the restaurant, I realized that I did not have my wallet in my back pocket. I did not feel like going back to the car to check if I left it there. Or if its not there, it must be at home. Anyway, I took the risk and drove us home afterwards without a license.
When we got home, I started checking around where I could have left my wallet -- from the usual side drawer, to the work area at the den, to the Altis which I drove earlier this morning to church. No luck. My wallet was nowhere to be found. Inside were 2 credit cards, drivers license, company ID, discount cards, and about P2.5k+ in cash. Bummer! This is the first time that I've ever lost a wallet in 40 years of existence!