I am going to South America, to the northwest part of it, I don't know the country. I am in the plane and watch it landing. The countryside is all green and beautiful and I'm looking forward to spend my holidays there.
Having landed, we (I don't know who "we" is but I'm in a group with a few other people) try to find our way to the place where we are going to live. We have to cross a lot of train tracks which are everywhere. The trains are all labelled in
