A hell of a way to end (or start) a new year

Last night, Abby and I celebrated our second anniversary, and the end of our first year in Tirana, with our British friends Sam and Phil whose wedding anniversary was the day before. (That’s Samantha and Philip, in case you were wondering.) We had a nice dinner and then returned to their house, where we’d left our car. We’d parked in their driveway, which runs off a narrow and heavily-trafficked street, so Phil stood in the street to block cars while I backed out. Unfortunately, I assumed that since he was watching my back, all was clear, and I did not…