I like to spend my holidays when I_m traveling. I have visited many countries, but the most adventurous trip I had in Turkey. It was a spring season the weather; the weather was fine about 25-30 degrees of Celsius. Days were passing quietly: usually in the morning we were having trips to nearby cities, various museums, afternoon lying on the sandy beach, resting, swimming in a warm sea. On e day the routine get bored and our family decided to take a challenge: to do what we have never done before to take a rafting trip. We had a fabulous trip. Up early we loaded up and went water rafting on the Berger River. Our fearless leader had done the river about 200 times before, but the rest of us were green. Firstly we were all listening to the 20 minutes safety instructions. It seemed safe and made for all tourists. Were all were given helmets, life jackets and paddles. The weather was fantastic; sun was shining there were no clouds, although the water of river was cold. We were passing overfall by overfall. As it was very hot we were let to jump into the cold water. Everything was ok until the weather began to get worse and worse. The sky got loured with clouds. The sun was not shining anymore and unfortunately not so hot as it was. We were wearing just t-shirts, short and wet life jackets. The temperature fall down to 18 degrees of Celsius and it even started to rain. Our instructor was fascinated, he said it was unbelievable and if you said it to anyone they would call you a liar, because there are no rain in spring season and even such low temperature. But our challenges were in the future. The rain got harder and harder until it began to rain with heavy and big crops of ice. As it was extremely cold we tried to move faster by doing more rows. The river became wild. Waves became higher and whirls much more stronger. Accidentally my younger sister fell of the raft and got into whirl. Our instructor got into panic. Our raft was moving fast and my sister was staying back of us. Somehow we managed to stop our raft as we were fighting for the life of my sister. She grabbed a paddle and was taken into the raft. Finally we reached our stop, were the bus was waiting for us. We cold, wet and hungry were taken back to our hotel and we dragged our tired bodies to the hot awaiting showers remembering and chatting about this wonderful and exiting trip. What a day!