My friend and I got to Ofra, got out of the tremp, and... yes, the phone wasn't on me. We immediately called it from my friend's phone. No ringing, no vibrating, no phone. I looked on the street we had crossed, no phone lying there waiting for me to rescue it. We didn't remember seeing anyone walking just after us who could have taken it.
Next, I called my husband and requested a few things:
- notify the kids that I'd be incommunicado for the day
- contact the neighbor (or his wife)) who had given us the ride
- contact our son who has the number of the kitchen contractor that I'd be incommunicado for the day