Well, the only person who wanted to steal our shit was actually some entirely-denim-clad, scarred dude in Croatia, who turned up outside our carriage on the overnight train with a flashlight at 4am, was shining it around inside, and ended up holding eye contact with my friend for over a minute before realising he couldn't get in and moving off. Considering some of the places we were going, the fact that this is the only brush with potential thievery is pretty much a miracle.