First trip

Last night I couldn't sleep at all and I was thinking a lot. And I reminded about one funny story.

I used to hate walking in the mountains and one day when I was about 13 I was on my holidays in Zakopane in Poland. And my older cousin with her boyfriend were there and they took me to trip to Tatras (Tatry). Weather was pretty variable. In one moment it was raining and few minutes later the sun was shining. Anyway so when we got to 'The Eye of the Sea' (Morskie Oko) I was really tired. But the view was amazing. I had never seen anything so beautiful before. I was so thankful I could be there. And then my cousin said that we were going on to 'valley of five ponds' (Dolina pieciu stawow). But I said I wasn't going. I couldn't. I was exhausted. And thinks about going higher made me sick. I told them to had left me there and I would wait for them. Of course they didn't agree, they couldn't left me alone in the mountains. So I had to go. They said that I wouldn't regret. And when we got there I didn't believe what I was seeing. It was breathtaking. And then they asked me 'And what? Do you regret you came here?' of course I couldn't admit they were right so I said 'Yes, I do. There is nothing special.' And I was pretending I was mad at them. But in the depths of my soul.. I was so thankful to them that they'd took me there.

Since this day I love mountains! My cousin and her boyfriend still don't know that I actually loved that trip.