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A Nightmare Journey

A nightmare journey I remember was three weeks ago. I spent the holidays with my husband in
Malaga, we went to see the family and friends and stay one month in our home.
The last Saturday of our holidays we were watching the television, when the weatherman said
"snow in the Sierra Nevada": We love snow and we could stay there after two hours by car, so we
decided go there.
After two hours driving, without stopping ( my husband was in a hurry) , we could arrived there,
but Sierra Nevada kept a surprise for us, we didn't find snow, we were disappointed, just wanted to
kill the weatherman. We got to walk around the town of Sierra Nevada. We saw the empty ski
slopes without skiing, open to pedestrians, and some snow to play, so we went and climbed to play
in the snow...
I started to feel sick, I fainted and fell on the snow. When I stood up I felt a sharp pain in my knee,
it was too hard to try to go to the car but I got it. Once seated in the car, I decided that this was the
end of the holidays.

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