They arrived at the house just as the first drops began to fall. A large-scale thunderstorm swept over the mountain valleys covering the sky of shadows. Suddenly, loud noises coming from the roof stunned the travelers.
“Hailstones.” Said Marcelo and partially opening the door added. “Look at those stones, they are about the size of a fist.”
“ Luckily we are already under cover.” Added Emil. “You see, prudence is always a good counselor.”
“That one was a phrase very appropriate for a Swiss.” Remarked Marcelo. “What’s wrong?” He asked, turning to his wife.
“ The noise of the hail is deafening. I´m afraid to the roof will fall over our heads.”
“ That's certainly not going to happen.” Said the husband.” This cabin was built perhaps over a hundred years ago and had endured a thousand storm
