On the first day of Easter Island, the weather was not good. I started a one-person hike ran along the rugged path along the beach to the nearest attraction. From time to time, the sky was still raining for a while, carrying a camera bag, hands I still have to carry the drone suitcase, and it is very difficult to travel. Once on the road full of earth and stone, I put down my suitcase and dragged forward, so I actually moved forward for 2-3 kilometers, went to the entrance of the scenic spot, and checked the ticket. The little brother is born with a romantic guitar with a melody. There is no tourist at all here in the rainy days. I always give people a sense of escaping. Along the black path formed by the volcanic magma, I continued my journey with great stride, and even I met a group of cows, but the uncontested weather completely covered the sunset, and the drifting rain, I was in a hurry. I didn't bring the umbrella out of the door. Now I don't have any choice but to pull the zipper on my body. I look up at the cloud and it doesn't stop at all. So I take the family back, but This will be a long way, a bit horrifying.