Antonio was supposed to be a cool guy, you know.

 

 

 

 

I noticed that this black bar is my fishing rod...

Steffen was like a power plant. We were surprised at his toughness so many times.

He can sleep on snow and make firewood outside in a T-shirt only.

 

Warmness of the inside of the cabin made us take a deep and peaceful breath.

 

The ice covering the lake consisted of two layers. The upper layer was about 10cm, so it was very easy to hole and I thought like,

 

“Come on! Ice, torture me more!”

 

But I realized that it had been my wrong idea soon, because the bottom layer was about 30cm and harder than the upper layer.

 

Needless to say, I was completely exhausted.

You shouldn't ask me how many fishes we got. The buckets would have been filled with a lot of fishes.