We were involved in a car crash in Tunisia. All 15 of us should have died that day.
None of us did. And ALL of us were shocked.
The bottom line is that even though we survived the burst tyre, the bus continued to spin out control. It hit a concrete barrier on a highway and put us in the line of another danger. Oncoming traffic. It was a horror movie.
We had 4 kids traveling with us. One of the babies was nursing at her mother’s breast and those screams (and Italian swear words) from the mother still ring in my ear many years on.
Once we managed to get over the danger of the oncoming cars all going 200km/hour, the danger of fire became real. The bus was smoking and we needed to escape.
That’s when the magic happened. Our driver, threw off his old grey T-Shirt and changed into his superman cape. The 60 year old dodged oncoming cars, screaming in Arabic, and ushered each one of us through 3 lanes and safely onto a grass landing. One by one. He was calm and gentle. So in control. To me, he was a hero!
What a pity, he didn’t FEEL like a hero because once he had evacuated each one of us, he sat down, lit a cigarette and he burst out crying!
Together we watched the smoke engulf the car and destroy his life. The vehicle was not insured. It was all he owned. It was his life.
Once we all regained some level of sanity, we had two concerns, 1. The kids and 2. The groom. Yes, the groom! We were on our way to his wedding and his bride was concerned with our two hour delay. He had left his mobile phone in the car and there was no way we could retrieve it.
Today, I am grateful that I have lived to tell the story. I am grateful for my life. I am grateful to the 60 year old hero.
As for the wedding, it was amazing! What a pity they didn’t serve alcohol, because God knows, Tequila mixed with Vodka would have been the real hero of that day.
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