A walk in the rain.

Today I will not talk to you technically, today I bring you another #StoryTime, which is a story of my life ...

Today my father took me to babilon (a shopping center in Barquisimeto) where my gym teacher would take me to the gym, as a baby is not so close to our home we left very early because the training was in the morning. As we were halfway there it started to drizzle, but my dad and I did not give much importance.

After a while it started to rain hard and my dad and I looked like crazy walking close to the wall, looking for a bit of shelter, this way we moved a lot but there came a moment that there was nowhere to protect us from the rain and we decided to walk in the rain, we did not have another, but I confess that I enjoy it in the same way, I love the rain.

When we got a little shelter in the wall we stayed like only three minutes since we had to get to the stop for the teacher to pick me up, almost when we were arriving my shoes, socks and feet were wet but as I do not train with shoes there was no problem.

When we arrived at the stop we also saw ourselves as half weird because each car that passed seemed to fill us with water; Better safe than sorry. When the teacher happened to pick me up, I had already separated from my dad and the return to the house and I was going to the gym ...