I have received a few emails from people asking if I'm going to London next week for the Olympics. I'm not, so I thought I should explain my visit.
in 1993, me and 3 mates went on a touring holiday on the west coast of the USA where our itinerary would take us round California, from LA to Las Vegas, then up to Sacramento to visit one of the lad's family friends and then San Fransisco. We travelled around LA and then Vegas, but on our way through to Death valley on a side tour, we had a car accident in the desert and two of us were air lifted by helicopter to the Las Vegas University Hospital. Me with road rash and brain damage and my mate Ste (Macca)had road rash and a broken back, Dan (the driver) had broken his arms and was taken in an ambulance and Jamie who was in the other front seat died in the crash. Because we were in a convertible with the top down, me and Macca were thrown from the car and landed on the road and Dan & Jamie were belted in.
I was unconcious and had stopped breathing at the site of the crash, but luckily, a passer by on the highway was travelling from Amargosa to Las Vegas to get supplies and he stopped to help, he got me breathing again (3 times) but I can't remember it. But whilst Macca was receiving treatment and operations on his back at the hospital, me and Dan went out to stay with the guy and his family in their desert location ( a small community of people). The same man is a Christian and is the Pastor of a local church out there, and he travels to undeveloped countries in South America and Africa carrying out relief work in areas of famine and disease.
He is flying out to Mozambique next week to do some of this work and is making his transfer at Heathrow next Tuesday. Him (Rick) and his wife (Marie) have sorted out that they are catching the next day flight on Wednesday, so me Macca and Dan are going down there to spend 24 hours of quality time with them before they continue on their way. We haven't seen them for 19 years and it will be an emotional reunion (especially for me I think) because he saved my life. But don't worry, I won't be coming back quoting the bible as I'm not religious at all but it will certainly be a spiritual encounter. I will be taking some photos when I'm down there of us all together again to keep as a momento of the meeting.