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The year was 2012. I and my friend decided to travel together for the first time. I'm from Brazil and she is from Germany. We meet in São Paulo and then we got a flight to Bolivia. We thought that it was an interesting country to go because it was not expensive and there's a lot of cultures. As soon as the airplane got there we could see a lot of mountains, it was so different and beautiful. At the airport we could feel the weather, it was so hot. We took a cab to a hostel and decided to have dinner and rest. The next day we would choose the next city for our adventure. We were at Santa Cruz de La Sierra and decided to go to Sucre. We took a bus which had two floors and we sit on the second floor in the first chairs with no one in front of us but the view of the road. We were enjoying the trip, listening to music, looking at the road and so happy until we felt that the driver was going too fast. At some point, we realized that the road was in very bad conditions and the inevitable has happened. When we were close to some bridge the driver wasn't able to turn and the bus almost plummeted from more than five hundred meters beneath. It was the worst feeling ever! I thought that it was the end and that we were going to die in the middle of nowhere. When we get out of the bus we saw that a man was dead. A lot of people were crying. It was horrifying. A few hours later the company sent another bus to keep the trip to Sucre. When we got there we were so exhausted, start to cry and thank God for our lives. We didn't know if we canceled ou keep the trip. After a lot of conversation, we decide to keep the trip. Sucre is a wonderful city with a lot of beautiful places to go to. We start to know and talk to the local people and they were so lovely to us, and they said that they love Brazil and our food. We did some tour, ride quadricycle in the mountains with a guide and he told us about the history and culture of the people. It is a poor country, with very bad health conditions but it's not a problem for tourists at all. We spend the next fifteen days in this city doing everything we want and it was the best decision we could make. It was a great experience to tell our children in the future. For me, it was important to value even more the life I have with my family and be grateful for being alive. We were so well treated that we tattooed the Bolivia flag emblem "La unión es la Fuerza" which means that together we are stronger. This trip is marked on our skin, mind, and soul for the rest of our lives. Thank you, Bolivia.