The journey of my memories (Eng - Esp)

One of the trips that I remember and treasure with great affection was the one we took with my father (+), my mother, two (2) of my sisters and a nephew to the city of Guanare in 2009. It was the first time I had visited this city and although the trip was long it was worth it; During the journey, several incidents occurred that delayed our arrival time in the capital of the Portuguesa state; the bus had accidents several times, when we arrived in the city of Valencia we had to make a transfer at a certain time, but due to the aforementioned delay we lost the transport and we had to wait for another collective unit.

Finally we boarded the bus to Guanare and I must say that it was a nice experience to be able to observe the road and the different landscapes, I sat in the seats near the windows and it was very fun to see how we went from one town to another and each place had its charm and attraction, an element that helped me in my observation although it seems contradictory was the fault that the bus had and that prevented it from moving fast, in fact the trip took almost twice as many hours as it normally does, the slow progress of the bus allowed me to admire each space and I could even read the informative signs s without any inconvenience.