My friend D D is my new friend. He is older than me, much older... but he has a similar life than me. He likes doing sports, actually he is training for a half marathon. When he told me about his challenger I was surprise because he run 5 days at week for 90 minutes. No anyones could run such amount at week, is a hard work. He rides a bike with his dog called Stella as the beer. Also he enjoys to cook new things. For example the other day he cooked whole wheat bread and he took it some pictures and published it in his facebook... he was really proud by himself. It wasn´t his first attempt, so in this chance he´d achieve it. The same thing happened to me. I was trying to cook a good handmade bread, but after my third chance I got it... I never tried again. Other things that I appreciate of him is his unique energy to learn new subject. Now, he is learning two new languages: german and spanish. D did a german course but he didn´t enjoy very much because the only person spoken german was his teacher, so there weren´t many opportunities to practice german among the others students.. Unlike with Spanish, D learned alone, reading some grammar books and speaking with native speakers. He loves this kind of meeting where he can meet new people practicing his Spanish. Yesterday was his birthday and many people wrote message in his facebook, people from Italy, Spain, Portugal, and Chile. I guess he had a great day.

"by the time" Como se traduce esta expresión al español?

The sea and the coal mine II. Si alguien puede revisar esto, estaré muy agradecida The mother´s brother died almost 10 years ago. She really loved him deeply and I think she still miss him and suffer by her lost. He was hard working men in a Schwager coal mine. He never wanted to go at the university as all his siblings did it. His desire was to find a job, get married and having a family. Simply life. Following his plans, he got married before he was 18 years old, with a especial permission of his parents. His eldest son was 2 years younger than me, so for this proximity we spent many summer time together. We were close and he looked as a normal child. With the passage of time he changed, turned shy and reserved person. Nobody knew the real reason why he left surprisingly his family and came to live in our city.Some people said he was being seeking by the police. Meanwhile another people said je needed to have a proper job, because his partner was pregnant. By my side nobody knew the true. After a pair of months living in our city he suddenly got lost. One call from his father to my mother warned our about his disappearance. It was my mother who would seek him because his family were far away. He wasn´t in his flat or his job, neither. He didn´t answer his phone. Nobody knew where was him. The last chance was looked for him at the hospital... and yes, he was there. He was hit by a car while he was crossing drunk the main street in a prohibited place to do it. He hardly could speak and move, but he recognized at my mother, taking her hand. Doctors did´t have much hope he could survive. Next day he died, and his parents weren´t to able see him before he did. It was an indescribable and miserable when my mother meet with my uncle and untie. They were in completely silence and their faces expressed one combination of sadness, shock and tears. Their brains stopped thinking and my mother had an cold head to organize everything. She was in charge to take the main decision related with the funeral, since the recognition of the body until got some arrangement to transfer the corpse toward his born place. His brother could´t resist it.One part of him died with his first born, he lived in constantly sorrow and when he got drunk he didn´t stop crying.

The sea and the coal mine Yesterday I was in my house listening radio and they displayed two very sad songs. One of them talked about the death and heaven. Suddenly I started to think in all death people in my own family. Most of them have died by natural reason, but two did drastically.

Travelling to an unknown place. Part II After our great first experience in Atacama Desert, we decided to cross The Andes Mountain to reach Bolivia. Our idea was travelling by old train but unfortunately it wasn´t possible because the train station was closed so we got two tickets to Uyuni. For our surprise the bus was really old and uncomfortable, but the worse thing happened when we were travelling: the driver drove so fast and with any precaution. We barely could sleep that day... and the most of the time my friend and I spend the time looking our faces. When we arrived at chilean bolivian border we would realize they were in strike. To be honest I felt really lucky because if I stay in that bus, probably I´ll die by an accident car. The option was to walk from chilean office until bolivian office. My dear friend was so excited crossing in the middle of the desert... on the other hand there were many families doing the same things, so we must help them carrying some heavy bag and little children. To seems that was so natural for them: travelling in bad and unsecured conditions. Nobody complained , argued or discussed about the situation. Finally after 3 hours walking with our big rucksack we arrived at bolivian office and there was an another bus (in the same condition than last one) waiting for us. Really I don't how I could survive as such dark experience. I remember the bus didn't have toilet so each three hours the driver stopped and left us go out for a walk and use the natural environment as a toilet.

Travelling to unknown place With one of my best friend organised a trip during our holiday. The first place that we visited was San Pedro de Atacama. I had been there twice before this journey, but for my friend was her first time there. The place is small, but has many touristic places to visit.One of my favourite is The Gaiser del Tatio where there are a lot of holes in the ground and constantly pop out vapor from them . It could be dangerous because the vapor is hot and if it reach you, you'll burn. Actually many people had been injured. I was there in the sunset and the view is really wonderful, is a silence place and you heard the sound of the vapor going out.... after that we were in a natural swimming pool with warm water. Great Pleasure. The only bad thing about that is you finish starving.... so you must go with a lot of supplies. We visited The Atacama Salar is seemed a snowed place because everything is white, but with a sunny day and hight temperature. When we finished our trip there, we decided to cross the Andes Mountain and it was big impression for me. If anybody can correct this I'd be delight!!!