A STORY
"A trip I will never forget"
My cousins and I were feeling very exited as we climbed into a rather
ancient van of my uncle when we were to Vaquero for few hours.
This was 12 years ago on a cold
autumn afternoon, where the wind was blowing hard and the sun shone with little
force. That day I felt really exciting and counting the minutes to go as son as
possible.
When we arrived to Vaquero, the first think that we did was take everything we had brought to eat, set up
a small camp and later enjoyed the river and its beautiful nature.
Our idea were enjoyed that trip but unfortunately all thinks that we
organized went wrong. First of all the food began to fill with big ants, then
stones made difficult the camp armed and finally the worst was when it started
raining and we had to put everything together very quickly in the van. Anyway
we decided to improvise, so we started playing a game called “one” changing
considerably grumpy with laughters. All in all, it was a very memorable trip.
