Podcast 12. Mi Coche (Escuchar/ Listen)
La semana pasada me me lleve un buen susto . Pensé que me habían robado el coche y sabiendo que mi coche no es una maravilla me hice a la idea de que me habia quedado sin el.
Había aparcado en el sitio de siempre y no lo usé durante dos días, sólo lo uso para viajar, en ciudad voy andando o en autobús.
Cuando llegué a recogerlo mi coche no estaba allí; al principio pensé que me estaba equivocando de sitio y pensé durante unos segundos pero estaba segura de que había aparcado el coche en aquel lugar.
En seguida pensé en la grúa y llamé pero me aseguraron que mi coche no estaba en el depósito. Estaba segura, me lo habían robado. Decidí ir a la policía y denunciarlo, después de esperar mas de media hora el policía empezó a anotar los datos hizo una llamada a alguna parte y Que sorpresa! El coche estaba aparcado dos calles más adelante, la policía lo había trasladado.
Salí corriendo a buscar mi coche no quería preguntar nada más. Cuando se tiene un coche y se tiene miedo de haberlo perdido el reencuentro es siempre una alegría.
My Car
Last week I got the fright of my life. I thought somebody had stolen my car and taking into consideration that my car is not “marvellous” I lost hope of finding it in one piece.
I had parked my car in the same place I usually do and I forgot about it for two days. I only drive my car to travel when I’m in the city I go walking or by bus.
When I arrived to use it my car was not there. At first I thought I was in the wrong place and thought for some seconds but I was sure I had parked the car just there.
Suddenly I thought it had been towed again and phoned them but they told me the car wasn’t there.
I was sure, somebody had stolen my car. I decided to go to the police and reported it after waiting for more than half an hour the policeman started to write my data, he rang somebody somewhere and What a surprise! the car was parked two streets further on. Police had moved it.
Last week I got the fright of my life. I thought somebody had stolen my car and taking into consideration that my car is not “marvellous” I lost hope of finding it in one piece.
I had parked my car in the same place I usually do and I forgot about it for two days. I only drive my car to travel when I’m in the city I go walking or by bus.
When I arrived to use it my car was not there. At first I thought I was in the wrong place and thought for some seconds but I was sure I had parked the car just there.
Suddenly I thought it had been towed again and phoned them but they told me the car wasn’t there.
I was sure, somebody had stolen my car. I decided to go to the police and reported it after waiting for more than half an hour the policeman started to write my data, he rang somebody somewhere and What a surprise! the car was parked two streets further on. Police had moved it.
I left running to pick up my car I didn't want to ask more. When you have a car and you fear to have lost it, to find it is a great relief.
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