Having come to the sea to admire the sunset, I easily jumped over the stones to get closer to the sea. But suddenly my foot slipped unsuccessfully and found itself sandwiched between two boulders. It was painful and scary to be at night by the sea, because the sun had already begun to set. I called for help, but there was not a soul around. And I had no choice but to overcome the pain and try to pull my leg out of the gorge. As a result, a wounded leg, a lost sock and a sneaker. Limping, I went home in one sneaker.