I remember as if it was just a moment ago, that when we finished saying it, we burst out laughing at the coincidence.
Well we said to each other by way of comfort . Places are as they are, and they may seem better or worse to us, but we have to take them in their own way, not in the way we would like them to be.
But friend you said to me . It is that this has tomato and surely that of trails nothing at all. We will have to manage by climbing as if we were wild goats.
You are exaggerating! I remember answering . It will also be good for us to do a little of exercise.
We continued walking for a long time in silence, neither of us dared to tell the other to stop, that we should not continue, until the inevitable happened, the ankle said I have come up to this point! and tired of climbing those rocks, almost inaccessible, decided to break.
I looked at him, I still have the scar, and I said, Why did you have to do that to us at that time? Of course, the ankle is not going to answer me, but if I remember correctly, that problem made us not be able to continue, but it didnt let us turn around either, so we had to spend a few days on those burning rocks, which seemed endless.
Even though I want to stop thinking about it, it seems that I can not, it is as if something I have inside, some memories of the moments we spent there that I must take out and try to forget.
I will keep remembering them sitting here, nothing will happen to me, there is no one, I am at home, in my room, in my bed, I have enough tranquility to review all that, without emotions arising in between from those events, but the truth is that just thinking about it, something gets in my stomach, which barely allows me to breathe, it seems that I have not overcome it yet. Although I believed that since so much time had passed, it no longer affected me, now I see that I was very wrong.
What were those noises ? It seemed that they were getting closer. I looked everywhere, but I couldnt see anything, only rocks and more rocks, and that scorching sun, which today did not want to leave. Suddenly everything changed. I remember how I fell with my back to the ground, it would be because my ankle caused me enormous pain at that time. Although I think it was the other way around, the fear that entered me made me fall and the ankle protested, and it was not for nothing, my whole body had fallen on top of it, and of course it couldnt bear my weight and it broke.
The pain, so intense and sudden, that I felt in that ankle, made me at the same time take my hand to try to catch it. Looking towards that site, that reason freed me from that, I couldnt see it, but I think it was the best, because in the situation I was in. If I had seen it, I dont know how my heart would have responded.
Now remembering it, I think Im exaggerated, but at that moment, I dont think I would have assumed it. But what was it? Im still asking myself. The truth is that the place was steep enough, so that nothing, or anyone, could be and at the moment not, but it was so. That scorching sun was shining and a second later something came between me and its light, and that shadow, whatever it was, was so big that all the sunlight covered those moments, and then it was gone, as quickly as had arrived. Of course, I was already on the floor and with the problem of my ankle, what happened or did not happen was not so much of my interest, the tremendous pain I felt was important to me, what would that be? How could it get there? and then, where would he have gone?
There are things in life that are very difficult to understand, and of course to tell another, nothing at all. If you cannot assimilate it yourself so that someone else believes it, it would be impossible.
Peter, have you seen him? I asked immediately.
The what? he said, looking surprised.
He was returning from looking for a place to spend the night, and he found me on the floor, with my ankle bleeding there and not only that, but also scared to death, yes, because I was even trembling. He thought that the ankle was to blame, and he asked me a lot of times how he had done it to me, that he had left me there, with the backpacks so that I could move better, but it was inexplicable that I could have fallen if I was resting on the floor.
I wasnt sitting! I said softly . Well yes, but when I heard that noise, I got up immediately, to try to see where it came from, and what it was.
But what noise? What are you talking about? Could it be that you have fallen asleep, and have dreamed of something? Or perhaps the sun´s rays were strong and what you have heard is a product of insolation he was asking me very seriously, staring at me, because he couldnt explain what had happened to me.
No, Peter, really! I was wide awake, in fact, I think I was not even sleepy. Yes, it is true that I was tired, but I remember thinking that I should have gone exploring, instead of letting you go. You will be so tired and not for a moment have you shown it, and not like me who has been coming for a while protesting for the little path we are taking, the difficulty of climbing and climbing.
Come on! What are you saying? We are both tired. What is the difference if you or me try to find a place to spend the night?
Well yes, but you see, I was thinking about it, so I tell you that I remember very well that I did not sleep, and also, although at first, as you say, I was sitting, then when I heard that, I got up. Tell me, how could I have fallen to the ground if I was sitting down? Impossible!
Yes, of course, youre right, but it is so strange for me, that you tell me that you heard something and I, who shouldnt have been so far away, only a few meters away, havent heard anything. Well, lets leave that and lets see this ankle that looks very bad. I think we will have to be around here more than we had planned he was saying to me quite worried, while trying to touch that to see what could be done.
Well, lets leave that and lets see this ankle that looks very bad, I think we will have to be around here more than we had planned - he was saying to me quite worried, while trying to touch that to see what could be done.
Well, it seems to me that if you have this strength, we should use it to return, we do not know what is ahead, and we do not know how far there is someone who can help us, and if we return at least we are sure of what is there, because we already know it Peter was saying, very sensibly.
Tomorrow well see! I answered almost convinced that the next day all that would have passed me by.
Of all the problems I had in all my life, that was the most problematic, of course there was a tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow and the next, it was like that for a while until my ankle wanted to be useful . The next day when I woke up full of pain, I found that it had swelled enormously, and it was impossible to put my boot on, I think the foot was so large that its size was twice.
How could I even think of moving? But I had to, we couldnt be there, I wanted to get up, but the pain was stronger than me, and I had no choice but to stay there, lying, sitting and lying again. Several days passed, I do not know how many they were, we both lost track of time.
The scorching sun that was outside, almost kills us, but of course we never know how strong we are, until we subject the body to a test, the one that people call extreme, and well, everything that I am now remembering here, sitting quietly, it stayed behind. The ankle stopped hurting and we were finally able to return to civilization, happy to have been able to say it, although we were left with the frustration of not having reached the place we had planned.