When Wapo Llumi fell

Once upon a time there was a lovely high school, but it had an important event, which could only be done in Sunday during the cycle walk. All students of high school had come with their own bikes and they hit the road. After that the students and teachers arrived to the park where the event was planned. All was perfect because the organization was well done. Hahahaha, like that's ever gonna happen.

The truth is that we arrived at high school with our bikes, we got together with our friends and we were ready to go. The path was from the high school to the park "La Carolina" on the cycle walk. But from the beginning the organization was a disaster, although it is true that the Quito authorities were asked for help, the organizers never believed that having 1,500 students driving at the same time and in the same place would cause so much fuss. Since first there were other people who were not from the institution who did their routine Sunday morning activities. To summarize this, the street was very narrow for all the students and we had some violent encounters with the rest of the people.

Taking advantage of this commotion, my friend Lenin Males and I took the opportunity to go to the South of Quito, our plan was to return in half an hour since the route was short, but I did not count on the fact that I am very slow to ride a bicycle so it took us an hour . When we returned we saw our classmates scattered throughout the park, when we asked them what had happened they told us that the event organized by the high school was very boring so they ended up leaving that place. We got together with our friends and walked around the park together until we found the rest of our classmates who were laughing out loud, they couldn't breathe with laughter, we started to laugh at the way they did it. 

After five minutes they told us what happened, our colleague and friend Erick Llumiquinga got on a bicycle even though he had just learned to use it and as he saw some colleagues who used the ramps for experienced cyclists, he decided to do the same. The people who were with him told him not to do it because of the danger of doing that but he insisted that he could. They stopped talking and watched as Erick came down the ramp and after five seconds later he went up into the air without a bike and after that he crashed to the ground. His injuries were limited to simple raps on his knees and the tires of my friend Xavier Hidalgo's bicycle went flat. So to this day the only thing that remains of that memorable day was the video of the Wapo Llumi when he fell, a video that he left below. 

This has been all for today, Quifi spoke to you and I say goodbye.