Have you seen my wheels?

After the HLA Conference I stopped for dinner and supposedly to correct papers at Cappuccino's Cafe. I locked my bike at Lewers & Kuhio, but it was not there an hour or two later. The bike was never an expensive one, and was rusting with Hawaii rain, so I thought I was OK with a small Master cable-lock. Apparently that was not enough.

I took the bus home, but was depressed by this since I feel so free on my bike.