Sunday, October 3, 2010

It was a trip I'll never forget. Zaira.




My friends and I were spending the summer in the UK when we were fourteen years old. We were doing an English course for a month and we traveled a lot with the school.
On one of these trips we decided to escape. We were in another place not very far from our village but  we were very excited because we didn't speak almost a word of English and we didn't know how we could get back to the residence. I really don't know why we did it.
Anyway, we took a train and we didn't know where it was going. We didn't have tickets so we were very nervous and afraid of someone asking us for them.
I don't know how we arrived at the residence but we did it. Of course our teachers were very angry with us, but it was a small trip I'll never forget because we had a good time on that train.

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