NEWS FLASH: Knife Attack!!!
Jack & Dereks brush with Death
20.04.2008
21 °C
It started out as a fun night out with friends in one of the most beautiful places on earth...
Drinks over looking the sandy beach...
A live band entertaining the crowd...
Dancing the night away...
But Jack, Derek & Vicky were about to experience a horrifying attack!
The taxi they were in had just pulled up to the the pedestrian bridge which linked the hostel to the sleepy town of Barra Lagoa. But as Jack, Derek & Vicky crossed over, little did they know that a masked assailant was plotting his attack. The threesome made it over the bridge and were starting the hike up the small narrow lane to the hostel when they heard all almighty roar from behind them.
Running towards them was a local masked Brazilian holding a 12 inch knife. He shouted at the stunned travellers who had not a word of Portuguese between them, but they knew exactly what he wanted and what he was willing to do to get it.
Derek tryed to call his bluff and told him to F-off but a quick lunge by the attacker put Derek in his place. Vicky then started to drop her money as she handed it over which bought her a couple of yards while backing off towards the hostel door. Jack handed over his measly R$2 (60c) to know amusement, but it was all he had after the nights drinking. After collecting nearly R$60 the knife man was still not satisfied and now had the 3 backpackers cornered by the locked hostel door. With the night porter fast asleep Jack negotiated with the attacker in pigeon Portuguese. His only bargaining chip was the possibility of more money once we got in to the hostel or the stray dogs that were at his feet.... needless to say the dogs did not interest the mugger.
Finally the door was buzzed open so that Vicky & Derek could enter the hostel, but by some turn of strange events Jack had entered a Michael Jackson "Beat it" style knife fight. The strung out mugger held his knife in one hand and had Jack's hand in the other, while Jacks other hand gripped the mental bars of the hostel gate.
We had entered a good old fashioned stand off with Derek just inside the hostel and Jack at the door avoiding the swinging knife of the attacker. Derek shouted in to the sleeping hostel "a little help here please" to no avail. By this point Jack & Derek knew that justice had to be taken in to their own hands. Jack had calmed the situation down as the attacker thought that money was on its way. Then by a simple nod of heads and the utterance of "ag rith" the courageous duo knew exactly what they'd do.
Jack waited for the mugger to lose his patience and make another swipe at him. Then, with his left hand on the bars of the bar he jumped back and swung the metal door at the attacker. The door bashed off the attackers arm and with Vicky safely upstairs the lads ran to the door of their room. They watched as the scumbag slowly entered the lobby. Fearing that Vicky might still not be in her room yet Jack & Derek got the attackers attention. Without a seconds thought, the drugged up local ran at the lads again with the big blunt knife flailing in the air. The lads jumped inside their dorm, waking everyone up in the process. The other travellers thought the lads were joking but soon realised the awful truth as Jack struggled to keep the lock less door closed as the attacker smash against it relentlessly.
Then a deathly silence well upon the hostel. The banging had stopped, but no one knew if the danger had gone. Derek & Jack then slowly opened the door and peered around the lobby only to see other inquisitive residents wondering around. After a quick explanation all those who were awoken, started to search the hostel with weapons in hand in case the fecker was still inside.
Derek went to the balcony with the Ozzies to warn the rest of the arriving party goers who were crossing the bridge. Jack went to check on the other residents in the dorm who were still in shock. Thankfully, everyone else that arrived back to the hostel that night, did so safely and without incident.
From that day on Jack & Derek knew that Barra Lagoa would never be the same. Some say that people used to walk tall in this town, but not anymore... not any more.
Posted by TADtheband 08:49 Archived in Backpacking | Brazil





