May 18th: PT.2

After all of that drinking and eating it was time for us to settle back at Cara's flat. I met her 2 lovely friends as Cara prepared to throw down on some home made spaghetti. Yes, we managed to collect another appetite for a home cooked dinner.

All of us stuffed our face along with our friends Iain and Jon who brought over they're vodka. The night got silly. At that point it is no need to explain anymore other than the neat pours, my impromptu cocktails...........and etc.

I'll have that action packed night assembled up nicely with a bow wrapped around it in my memoir I'm currently writing.

After I escaped the "VODKA MADNESS" I desperately ran to my bed!

I then slipped away into a magical "LA LA" land dream state. I began to have vision's of my waking life, which exuded a playful child giving off this certain positive spiritual force. I watched myself looking at this exuberant young girl who then felled into a pool of black waters with persons reaching out to take her away to an unknown destination.

The child seemed terrified, but as I looked deeper into her eyes I saw an evident degree of control and might.

She started slipping away into the dark mucky liquids and not a sound was released. Not a whimper nor any cries for help. I then slipped into my slumbery.

However, I do remember that I was waking up almost every hour after a certain point in the late am. I had to pull myself up and get ready to face my destiny.

It was time for the journey to Islay.

To be continued on the next entry.

Cheers,

Carmen Operetta