What started yesterday as our amazingly fun end of year trip to the Sea of Gallilee, ended in tears today.
We arrived yesterday evening at the beach, and had the fun of our lives.. Alcohol, BBQ, sea, what not.. Went on deep into the night..
However, this morning, around 8AM, a couple of the girls got a phone call where they were told that a soldier aged 21 died in a car crash up north. The soldier, was a member of a ballroom dancing group in our town, who danced with 3 of the girls in our year (2 of which went with us on this trip). He was also known by others in the year. I myself didn't personally know him, but through the pain and tears of my fellow friends, felt the pain very deeply. It's a shame that this year will be remembered by it's sad ending, rather than the happy one we intended it to have.
Cruel, cruel world.