"First" post with First life danger

I am Taisei from Japan and this is my first post in this application. From now on, I will create many contents, but today is my first post so I will share with you about my "first" experience.

Do you remember all kinds of “first” experiences ? Often it's separated from any following others as being special, but it might be pretty easy to forget that. Actually, I am about to be one of them, cuz the story I will share with you guys here has been around 1 year since it was born. So it's a good time to look back on now. litsten to me.

The name of my first experience here is called "hiking" which I do not know how you all imagine to the activity. But, as far as I imagine, it is super easy one which can be done by even elderly or small children. It is a true in a sense, right?

In such a optimism, before the start of the hiking for the first time, I thought it would be not as hard as riding a bicycle or running fast for a long time because it was just “walking” through some places eventually. Also, I had a great partner who was from Taiwan, which completely made me underestimate that because he had abundant experience of hiking in his life before. That's why I also did not prepare myself enough for climbing up mountains like wearing appropriate outfit or having a lot of water. But I was filled with my hope and optimism until after it turned out that my expectations were all underestimation towards the hiking itself.

At first, there was just a steep road that was paved safely at first, but it disappeared in only around the first 20 minutes, and then suddenly the vast mountain became advent in our world without almost safe roads or steps. Until arriving at the true top, I climbed over several small mountains, each of which robbed me of my scarce energy promptly. (actually, the fact I couldn't sleep well on the last night seems to have helped that). Finally, before reaching the goal, my water became no more though my friend gave me his instead.

When I arrived at the most top of the mountain, we had chances to take selfies with beautiful scenery looking down all the road we have managed to overcome. Even after reaching the top, the holy zenith didn't give us its generosity to relax. Yeah, as you all know, I have to go down such a long way back to the city again. The pass down to the city was also really far away from the zenith. In addition to its too many numbers in the first place, those steep steps which could make you fall down from the cliff if you treat itself in the wrong way made me always get worried about my life. I might not survive this situation... such uneasy feelings passed back and forth many times. Above all, we found a warning sign which explicitly shows there are some people who have fallen down from the top and injured or more in the history.

But, the undoubted fact I am looking back on the memory here as a bittersweet one still makes me appreciate 2 things: the mountain which suffered me the most and my bro - we made it!!

On the night after going back to my home, my legs were always telling me how hard it was with its beautiful sign of trembling. Oh I was almost forgetting to say

“thanks my legs, Good night in your sleep”.