Mystery

“I think it was in 2007 or 2008. I lived in Haifa back then, and I went to my friend’s wedding on my scooter. It was a very happy occasion, and I drunk a lot of alcohol. The wedding was over at around 2:00 AM, but I don’t remember that part. The reception was at a beach. And then I remember waking up in my hotel room, having no clue of how I got there. I was in my bed. My trousers on the floor, and a small note in my pocket. It was written there that my scooter was near some cafe at Mount Carmel. It was true, I found it there. Nothing was stolen, all my belongings were in place. For about two months I tried to understand how I got home and what happened on that day, but no one knew. My friends were asking people if someone saw me. I remember myself at a garage after the wedding, but that was the last thing I remembered. What I think is some girl took care of me, because the note I found in my pocket was written in a girl’s handwriting. Don’t know. Until now, that part of my life is still a mystery to me. I even checked the security camera records but couldn’t find anything. All I have left to do is thank the good people who helped me and took care of me. Who knows what would have happened if someone less honest took advantage of the situation.”