The second ride was the hardest, I forgot to mention that we were carrying lot of bags so we stand on a stop signal on the cross hoping that someone takes us. I didn't remember how long we wait but finally a van with a man and a boy took us so far as they can, I didn't remember where they were going but wasn't Rapel's lake. When my cousin and I were getting out the van, we didn't have a foot on the ground when magically a boy in the back of a old pickup was calling us so we run and get on board with the boy in the back. When we finally arrive to our destiny was night already our friends had arrive many hours ago jaja but we make it.
Bye
This photo is just before go out and take the wrong transport, as you can see I was dead.

