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RE: One Hell Of A Weekend

Mostly we remained friends, as we moved into our own homes we used to get together often for game of darts and a braai, yes able to laugh about the incident eventually, reminisce as to what we would have done to the owners had we seen them....

That weekend was a nightmare, it happened twice... never again, became much more selective and cautious.

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After a while, we can laugh about these things, but in the moment there is anything but laughter. And as you mention you become much more selective and almost sceptical about the whole practice.

Life teaches you quite quickly to be skeptical, super wary when booking anywhere I don't know now.

I wonder if it is sad that we learn this skeptical attitude so quickly, or if I am naive to think that we could have been otherwise. Alas! Here we are now.

Once you reach puberty the rose tinted glasses tend to disappear, we learn pretty quickly life is not quite what we expected.

It is sad that we can almost pinpoint a date to when the glasses of deception disappear. But we need to accept this otherwise we will always be taken advantage of.