The panic raced through me, as I thought about the coming days. I had stupidly just used the last of my cash, thinking it was spare money, and now my card had been declined! Could you get a refund at a market? Before I drove myself mad, I had to contact my bank.
If I had no money here, I was stuck, and how was I going to afford any extras on this holiday?
“Hello, yes, my name is Becca Miller, and I’m currently staying at the Ocean View Hotel in Barbados, and my card has just been declined,” I explained at top speed to the person who was not expecting the onslaught, at the other end of the line.
“Okay, I’ll just have to run through some security information, and then I’ll check what’s going on for you…” came the voice of the lady on the other end.
Giving her my details, and no
