the days fly by so slowly.....

Again......the time frame since my previous blog has been that of significance. I have a lot to update you all on.
First and foremost, the girls holiday, if you could call it a holiday that is, a beautiful disaster may be a more apt reference.
Having arrived in Butterfly Studios (somewhat of a hilarious name for Nat, Jess and I) in Falaraki at around 6pm local time, myself and 9 of my best friends immediately changed into our bathing suits, purchased 6 coronas, 2 amstels and bottle of wkd and settled ourselves in the pool, relaxed, and unaware of the week that lay ahead. I could have sat in that pool in that moment forever, it may have only lasted a short while, but it's times of ultimate settlement like that, where I forget the crazy cruelness of the world and everything that is going on right now, and feel just for a second, that everything is normal. But its not.
The second night my friends and I went on an organised bar crawl, which ended at a foam party, we had pre paid our foam party entrance but the tickets themselves were selling for 20 euro. A lad on a bar crawl opposite ours tried to give the rep a 10 euro note and a 10 dollar bill, the rep realized this and went after the young lad who, clearly under the influence ran into the middle of the road, colliding with a car travelling at about 40 mph. On collision, he was thrown probably about 20 meters, maybe more down the road and landed on his head. By the time we reached that stretch, there were crowds of people, some crying, some shouting, panicking, most in shock at what they had just witnessed. My friend Liz and I went over and tried to help, both being first aid trained and noticing that those assisting him were doing the opposite to what we've been taught to do/ would have done, we tried to offer advice, but got shouted at "They know what they're doing", well, evidently they didn't, but in all fairness, he probably thought we were just being nosy etc, so we just left and waited in the bar across the road. He had significant injury to the head and was hemorrhaging greatly. The ambulance took near on 40 minutes to arrive at the scene and they paramedics were in no great hurry, maybe they see this type of thing everyday, maybe they had given up hope before attempting. I knew the kid would not make it, he had lost far too much blood and had excessive trauma to the head, not including any other injuries and the intoxication of alcohol. But he deserved respect and care as much as anyone.
A while after the ambulance had left, the majority of people around us where dampened and down, but I couldn't help but feel a little angry. I was sorry for the boy and his family and his friends, and I would never ever wish that upon anyone, but I couldn't stop thinking, it was his fault. He made a decision to cheat the rep, he ran into the road trying to be clever, trying to scam someone, full of alcohol, he lost his life for 10 euro. His decisions led to the loss of his life. Nadia didn't do anything wrong, she made no silly decision, she didn't scam anyone, and she was taken, for no reason. And that is what is the hardest to understand.

I shall write soon with the rest of the holiday tales.
x o x o