mes vacances

Last summer, I went on holyday to Pays Basque, in the south west of France. One day, with my parents, we went to visit a cave called "Isturritz". It was splendid ! In the first floor of the cave, we had already seen lots of things. We were going downstairs to visit the second floor, and we had to open a door. Because I was the first person in the group, I pushed it, but it did not open. The guide told me : push hard ! I started again to push the door, and suddenly it opened. I was surprised, and I fell down in the stairs. I had ache !  The guide didn't ask me how I was feeling.  At the end of the visit, we went left. I had difficulties to walk and to sit in my parents' car. It was very embarrassing.