This is the second entry today, and there is a good reason for that. Some aspects of my weekend was really good, and other aspects were really bad.
Friday
went out to Bait Reef again. dove with resortees in the morning, and was a snorkelguide in the afternoon. I have discovered that snorklers don't stay near if I tell them it is important for they own safety. They do stay close if I tell
them that I know where all the cool stuff is, and they stay even closer if I free dive down to 10 meters and hang around under water for about a minute. impressed people are pretty easy to keep close.
That night we all went out and all the students from the open water course were all over me. they wanted pictures, my email, and I basically felt like a movie star. I can understand that alot of instructors abuse their Godlike status.
😉
Saturday
this is the day for the triple treat adventure. that is a full day trip around the whitsunday islands with three stops. hence the name. first we went to Tounge Bay where we went ashore. We trekked through the dense tropical forest to the top of the hill where there is a lookout point. The view is spectacular and you can see the entire 6 km stretch of Whitehaven beach down below.
Then we went down to the beach below and hang out there for a while. I had company of a new girl named Vanessa and we got along really well. After about an hour or so we went back to the boat for lunch. after lunch we dived at chalkies beach. I had company of two open water students and a discover scuba diver. The
visibility was really crappy. maximum 2 meters. but there is always alot of fish at this spot. After the dive we went across the bay and goofed off on White Haven Beach for a while. an hour later we were on hour way home.
back at the marina Vanessa, Steve, a new guy named Damian and myself made plans to go out later that same night. During dinner with steve I understood that Steve didn't feel to good. he was feeling down, depressed, and didn't want to join us. I tried to cheer him up but it didn't work so I just left. he said he
would stay home.
I met Vanessa and Damian and we went to the Yatch Club. that is the place to be on saturday nights, mainly because of the karaoke. it is a pretty average pub, situated down on the main street right next to the marina. Alot of people go there and it is always alot of fun. this night was no different. I had heaps of fun together with Damian, Vanessa and a lot of other people from the dive shop.I had a great time and when the pub closed at twelve we moved on to Boheme's, the local nightclub. after a glass of water Vanessa and I left. we went and got
something to eat. And this is when the night turned from really good to really really bad.
A van pulled up, and Vanessa went over to ask the driver if he could give her a ride home. I was right behind her, and was really surprised when Steve got out. he looked at both of us and asked us what was going on. he suddenly walked off, and I could tell he was really upset. I went after him, but he totally ignored
me and his pace increased. He picked up a chair and threw it across the street. Vanessa saw this and was also really worried. we talked for a bit and after a while I went home. I thought that he would have cooled down, but I was wrong.
I opened the door and Steve was out on the porch smoking a cigarett. before I could say hello he started to scream at me:" You Cunt! you fucking Cunt!Get away from me! I'll fuck you up!"
And with that beeing said he jumped through the room and threw a haymaker punch at me. I was stunned and parried the fist with my left eye. I blacked out for a semisecond but was still able to grab him and take him to the ground. I landed on top of him but he was able to get me in a headlock. he tried to choke me, but it was obvious that he didn't have much experience on the ground so I wasn't really worried. I became more worried when I felt my face was all warm and wet and saw all the blood on the floor. he fucking split my eyebrow. I shouted that
he should calm down and let me go. I tried to calm him down and pretty soon the neighbors came knocking on the door. unfortunatly he didn't let me go and he didn't calm down either. I let him continue trying to apply his rather poor choke and tried to calm him down. I called for the neighbors to come in and help me, and Damir from across the hallway came in.
he tried to talk to steve, but he only got more pissed off. When Steve started to elbow me in my back I
understood that he wouldn't calm down on his own. I had to do something. At this stage I still wasn't very angry. But now I was fed up. I threw a couple of knees and probably hit him on his thigh, side or kidneys. He let me go and I jumped up on my feet again. The commotion pushed Damir out of the room. Steve followed me and went for me again. and this time I hit him with as many fists as I possibly could. most of them missed and I am not really sure where I hit him. most of this is still quite blurry. I grabbed him again in a standing clinch and used my knees on him again. still not sure where I hit him, but I know that at least one of them him him pretty good in his side. I probably got one in his nuts as well. I stopped and tried to talk to him again, still holding him as tight as I possibly could. he tried to knee me in the groin but I blocked him. He didn't attack me any more and just
cried on my shoulder. he was sobbing. The closet door fell down during the fight and blocked my way out and I couldn't just let Steve loose. I didn't know what he would do. He might pick up a weapon or something. I rotated slowly around maneuvring into position to remove the closet door without letting Steve go. As soon as I got the door freed up I pushed Steve away and got out of the room.
In the hallway a couple of people looked at me as I came out. I couldn't have been a pretty sight with blood all over my face, tshirt, and pants. One of the guys helped me to the bathroom so I could wash off. After about 5 minutes the security showed up and I got patched up. after giving them my statement at their office I was dropped off at a friends house.
The next day Steve was fired and shipped off the island in a matter of hours. I have a cut above my left eye and probably should have gotten a couple of stitches, but because the medical center was closed I still haven't been
stitched up. Now it is too late, but I don't think it really matters that much. it still only a minor cut, and I will be fine in about a week or so. unfortunatly I can't dive before the eye has healed properly. But that's alright. there is plenty of work in the shop and I can always be the deck watch for a couple of days.
The whole thing is really sad because I thought I had found a good friend in Steve. We got along really well and I liked him alot.He told me alot of crazy stories about his life and I understood that he hasn't had it easy. That doesn't exuse his totally crazy behaviour and I don't think I can ever trust him again. he snapped over a minor thing that didn't even happen and couldn't be reasoned with at all. pretty scary stuff in hindsight. I am really glad he didn't have a bottle or a knife in his hand. If he did I might not have been here today.
I am equally glad I have practiced judo for a couple of years. that pretty much got me out of the situation.
But life moves on. Life here on Hammo is still good, and I am still pretty exited about everything here.
Don't worry, Mom. I am alright.