Treinta días de tu vida

Day 8

When you and the other four walked down the hill, you never imagined it would take a long time to go up again. The morning and its shiny sun were perfect that day. The first place you visited was the old bridge that was supposed to be over a hundred years old. It was a mystery and became a myth in the end. When you were finally there, you saw a plate with the date of construction and it was younger than you supposed. Later, you were fishing and walking along the river trying to go back to the place where you would camp. But things became complicated. The way uphill was tough; you in particular were tired and fell many times. You rested more than you walked and had difficulties breathing. Your friends had to wait for you and someone took your bag and your tent. When you reached the top, things became a bit better, you were tired but you managed to keep walking. It was dark by this time. You reached the campsite, set your tents, built a fire and talked for a while. You went to bed but they stayed awake for some more time. You began to fall asleep, the crickets were chirping. The following morning, new experiences would await for you.