I was standing in line to go into the Eiffel Tower with my then not-yet ex, and saw a guy lifting the passport out of a woman's purse. As he tried to run I tripped him and called the cop that was perhaps a whole 20 feet away. Cop got the passport back, carried the guy to jail. Turned out the woman was American, and I realized
I knew her and her boyfriend from a work assignment many years before.
Small world. We had a good tourist couple's lunch and afternoon at the Musee D'Orsay. She insisted he pay lunch for the group. He was standing behind her in the line, so was in all kinds of dog house.
Got pick-pocketed in Caracas, but the kid was seriously hacked off when he realized he had hooked an English-Spanish phrase book.