One day in the Botanic Garden

Hello stemians, today I will tell you about my visit to the botanic Garden of Maracaibo.

Like the most of the days, to the that day I was absolutely nothing to do, is more, I was in the house of my friend Julieth sleeping because the day before we went to a party, so that day basically was for sleep or do the homework in theory, but in the practice that no happened because when I wake up in the mourning and check my phone I was a countless of lost calls of my friend Apa.

So I sent “what happened?”, she told me she was going to go with a group of friend to the Botanic Garden and she asked me if I wanted go with she, that was so timely because I personally love the Botanic Garden is a big place fot walk and I really love walk, but that week I was hurt the ankle jumping so I wasn’t so sure if I was be able to walk, in adittion to, the day before there was used a stilettos and my ankle probably was asking for help.

But in the end I used a term so known “YOLO” and I converted in my mantra that day, so I dressed, left to Julieth sleeping for no bother her beause the night before we had fallen asleep so late and I passed to the house of Apa to said her that in ultimately I wanted go and I went to my house with a friend who name is Salma to take a shower and the rest. When we go to the Apa again, we friends had not arrived so we waiting and we prepared the things we need for a type of picnic just of candies and drinks.

Until they come we friends and the car which we were going to take to the botanic garden.

To be honest the botanic garden no is too far to the house I live and in the next few minutes we left, we can see something singular but amazing, from the car you could see the yellow landscape, you could see the yellow trees decorating the view and surprising us.

In Venezuela the patriotic tree is the Araguaney, so my group of Friends and me assume that trees were Araguaney too but my friend Apa said no, she said the name of the trees were Curarie. When I come to my house I search that and the Curarie is a cousin of the araguaney so we weren’t so wrong in that.

Upong arrival, I admit the first thing que did was take pictures. My friend Apa and me has a hobby which is the fotography, so we advantage to take photos. I admit the best photos are to the Apa phone’s because her phone have more quality.

As you know, I had a sprain so I not could walk but that does not mean I not enjoyed of all I could with my friend.

I’m not a persona who comes out a lot, I’m a hermit totally and something the get out is a little beat beat overwhelming. But right now I can see in the past and say with certainty that that day hot day of beginning of spring with my ankle swollen I can enjoy of the thing that surrounded me and have fun a lot with my friends.

Thanks a lot to take a time to read me, we see in other post.