“Your legs were wrapped around him, he was barely holding you, and you were both kissing passionately. The crowd was whistling and clapping, as the two of you were putting up a show in front of the clock tower” Arecki said laughing on the morning of New Year’s day. “Like the scene in ‘The Notebook’ movie, except there was no rain, and you guys just met.”
“OMG I really don’t remember that. I don’t remember midnight, but that sounds good, tell me more.”The day of New Year’s Eve we decided to stay one night in the Duke hostel in Graymouth, which had a bar and people. The NYE night came faster than we expected, before we knew it we were downstairs sipping on Jack&Coke, and chatting away with a group of Belgium guys, who spoke extended French and English. One drink led to another and another and few more, then to one too many where Iza and I lost our memory, and my brother lost us.