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Вставьте подходящее слово в пропуск 30:
1) said
2) spoke
3) talked
4) toldHitchhiking in Iceland
The breeze hurried in from the ocean, causing the purple flowers to sway. Small white clouds gracefully drifted across the vibrant blue sky, creating an illusion of warmth in the day. I shivered slightly, inhaling the crisp air and the oceanic scent as I strolled along the pathway towards the lighthouse. Suddenly, my phone rang. "Hello?" "Hi, sweetie, just wanted to check how you're doing," my mom 30 , feigning nonchalance. "Where are you?" I hesitated for a moment. "Um, just on the side of the 31 ." She let out a nervous laugh. "I hope you're not hitchhiking!"
Ironically, that was exactly what I was doing – hitchhiking in Iceland. With a two-week break, I had allocated nine days to 32 my way around the Ring Road, embarking from and returning to Reykjavik.
Over the course of five days, I rode in twelve different vehicles, encountering twenty different individuals to whom I am indebted for not leaving me stranded on the roadside in the cold and damp. The longest wait for a ride was perhaps an hour and a half, and even then, I found solace in the company of a fellow hitchhiker 33 a ride in the opposite direction. People graciously picked me 34 , offering glimpses into their lives, their reasons for being there, and the moments they cherished the most.
Finally, upon 35 at Reykjavik, I dialed my mom's number once again to assure her of my safe arrival. "I'm so happy," she expressed, so clearly 36 . "I never want you to do that again." My mother had hoped I wouldn't hitchhike, but I never regretted my decision. Iceland is a breathtaking country, with its lava fields and hot springs, yet its allure extends beyond its natural beauty. It lies in the kindness and openness of the local people and those who venture there.
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Вставьте подходящее слово в пропуск 31:
1) way
2) road
3) path
4) trackHitchhiking in Iceland
The breeze hurried in from the ocean, causing the purple flowers to sway. Small white clouds gracefully drifted across the vibrant blue sky, creating an illusion of warmth in the day. I shivered slightly, inhaling the crisp air and the oceanic scent as I strolled along the pathway towards the lighthouse. Suddenly, my phone rang. "Hello?" "Hi, sweetie, just wanted to check how you're doing," my mom 30 , feigning nonchalance. "Where are you?" I hesitated for a moment. "Um, just on the side of the 31 ." She let out a nervous laugh. "I hope you're not hitchhiking!"
Ironically, that was exactly what I was doing – hitchhiking in Iceland. With a two-week break, I had allocated nine days to 32 my way around the Ring Road, embarking from and returning to Reykjavik.
Over the course of five days, I rode in twelve different vehicles, encountering twenty different individuals to whom I am indebted for not leaving me stranded on the roadside in the cold and damp. The longest wait for a ride was perhaps an hour and a half, and even then, I found solace in the company of a fellow hitchhiker 33 a ride in the opposite direction. People graciously picked me 34 , offering glimpses into their lives, their reasons for being there, and the moments they cherished the most.
Finally, upon 35 at Reykjavik, I dialed my mom's number once again to assure her of my safe arrival. "I'm so happy," she expressed, so clearly 36 . "I never want you to do that again." My mother had hoped I wouldn't hitchhike, but I never regretted my decision. Iceland is a breathtaking country, with its lava fields and hot springs, yet its allure extends beyond its natural beauty. It lies in the kindness and openness of the local people and those who venture there.
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Вставьте подходящее слово в пропуск 32:
1) search
2) ask
3) lose
4) makeHitchhiking in Iceland
The breeze hurried in from the ocean, causing the purple flowers to sway. Small white clouds gracefully drifted across the vibrant blue sky, creating an illusion of warmth in the day. I shivered slightly, inhaling the crisp air and the oceanic scent as I strolled along the pathway towards the lighthouse. Suddenly, my phone rang. "Hello?" "Hi, sweetie, just wanted to check how you're doing," my mom 30 , feigning nonchalance. "Where are you?" I hesitated for a moment. "Um, just on the side of the 31 ." She let out a nervous laugh. "I hope you're not hitchhiking!"
Ironically, that was exactly what I was doing – hitchhiking in Iceland. With a two-week break, I had allocated nine days to 32 my way around the Ring Road, embarking from and returning to Reykjavik.
Over the course of five days, I rode in twelve different vehicles, encountering twenty different individuals to whom I am indebted for not leaving me stranded on the roadside in the cold and damp. The longest wait for a ride was perhaps an hour and a half, and even then, I found solace in the company of a fellow hitchhiker 33 a ride in the opposite direction. People graciously picked me 34 , offering glimpses into their lives, their reasons for being there, and the moments they cherished the most.
Finally, upon 35 at Reykjavik, I dialed my mom's number once again to assure her of my safe arrival. "I'm so happy," she expressed, so clearly 36 . "I never want you to do that again." My mother had hoped I wouldn't hitchhike, but I never regretted my decision. Iceland is a breathtaking country, with its lava fields and hot springs, yet its allure extends beyond its natural beauty. It lies in the kindness and openness of the local people and those who venture there.
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Вставьте подходящее слово в пропуск 33:
1) giving
2) holding
3) catching
4) bookingHitchhiking in Iceland
The breeze hurried in from the ocean, causing the purple flowers to sway. Small white clouds gracefully drifted across the vibrant blue sky, creating an illusion of warmth in the day. I shivered slightly, inhaling the crisp air and the oceanic scent as I strolled along the pathway towards the lighthouse. Suddenly, my phone rang. "Hello?" "Hi, sweetie, just wanted to check how you're doing," my mom 30 , feigning nonchalance. "Where are you?" I hesitated for a moment. "Um, just on the side of the 31 ." She let out a nervous laugh. "I hope you're not hitchhiking!"
Ironically, that was exactly what I was doing – hitchhiking in Iceland. With a two-week break, I had allocated nine days to 32 my way around the Ring Road, embarking from and returning to Reykjavik.
Over the course of five days, I rode in twelve different vehicles, encountering twenty different individuals to whom I am indebted for not leaving me stranded on the roadside in the cold and damp. The longest wait for a ride was perhaps an hour and a half, and even then, I found solace in the company of a fellow hitchhiker 33 a ride in the opposite direction. People graciously picked me 34 , offering glimpses into their lives, their reasons for being there, and the moments they cherished the most.
Finally, upon 35 at Reykjavik, I dialed my mom's number once again to assure her of my safe arrival. "I'm so happy," she expressed, so clearly 36 . "I never want you to do that again." My mother had hoped I wouldn't hitchhike, but I never regretted my decision. Iceland is a breathtaking country, with its lava fields and hot springs, yet its allure extends beyond its natural beauty. It lies in the kindness and openness of the local people and those who venture there.
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Вставьте подходящее слово в пропуск 34:
1) on
2) up
3) at
4) outHitchhiking in Iceland
The breeze hurried in from the ocean, causing the purple flowers to sway. Small white clouds gracefully drifted across the vibrant blue sky, creating an illusion of warmth in the day. I shivered slightly, inhaling the crisp air and the oceanic scent as I strolled along the pathway towards the lighthouse. Suddenly, my phone rang. "Hello?" "Hi, sweetie, just wanted to check how you're doing," my mom 30 , feigning nonchalance. "Where are you?" I hesitated for a moment. "Um, just on the side of the 31 ." She let out a nervous laugh. "I hope you're not hitchhiking!"
Ironically, that was exactly what I was doing – hitchhiking in Iceland. With a two-week break, I had allocated nine days to 32 my way around the Ring Road, embarking from and returning to Reykjavik.
Over the course of five days, I rode in twelve different vehicles, encountering twenty different individuals to whom I am indebted for not leaving me stranded on the roadside in the cold and damp. The longest wait for a ride was perhaps an hour and a half, and even then, I found solace in the company of a fellow hitchhiker 33 a ride in the opposite direction. People graciously picked me 34 , offering glimpses into their lives, their reasons for being there, and the moments they cherished the most.
Finally, upon 35 at Reykjavik, I dialed my mom's number once again to assure her of my safe arrival. "I'm so happy," she expressed, so clearly 36 . "I never want you to do that again." My mother had hoped I wouldn't hitchhike, but I never regretted my decision. Iceland is a breathtaking country, with its lava fields and hot springs, yet its allure extends beyond its natural beauty. It lies in the kindness and openness of the local people and those who venture there.
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Вставьте подходящее слово в пропуск 35:
1) reaching
2) achieving
3) arriving
4) enteringHitchhiking in Iceland
The breeze hurried in from the ocean, causing the purple flowers to sway. Small white clouds gracefully drifted across the vibrant blue sky, creating an illusion of warmth in the day. I shivered slightly, inhaling the crisp air and the oceanic scent as I strolled along the pathway towards the lighthouse. Suddenly, my phone rang. "Hello?" "Hi, sweetie, just wanted to check how you're doing," my mom 30 , feigning nonchalance. "Where are you?" I hesitated for a moment. "Um, just on the side of the 31 ." She let out a nervous laugh. "I hope you're not hitchhiking!"
Ironically, that was exactly what I was doing – hitchhiking in Iceland. With a two-week break, I had allocated nine days to 32 my way around the Ring Road, embarking from and returning to Reykjavik.
Over the course of five days, I rode in twelve different vehicles, encountering twenty different individuals to whom I am indebted for not leaving me stranded on the roadside in the cold and damp. The longest wait for a ride was perhaps an hour and a half, and even then, I found solace in the company of a fellow hitchhiker 33 a ride in the opposite direction. People graciously picked me 34 , offering glimpses into their lives, their reasons for being there, and the moments they cherished the most.
Finally, upon 35 at Reykjavik, I dialed my mom's number once again to assure her of my safe arrival. "I'm so happy," she expressed, so clearly 36 . "I never want you to do that again." My mother had hoped I wouldn't hitchhike, but I never regretted my decision. Iceland is a breathtaking country, with its lava fields and hot springs, yet its allure extends beyond its natural beauty. It lies in the kindness and openness of the local people and those who venture there.
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Вставьте подходящее слово в пропуск 36:
1) amazed
2) annoyed
3) frustrated
4) relievedHitchhiking in Iceland
The breeze hurried in from the ocean, causing the purple flowers to sway. Small white clouds gracefully drifted across the vibrant blue sky, creating an illusion of warmth in the day. I shivered slightly, inhaling the crisp air and the oceanic scent as I strolled along the pathway towards the lighthouse. Suddenly, my phone rang. "Hello?" "Hi, sweetie, just wanted to check how you're doing," my mom 30 , feigning nonchalance. "Where are you?" I hesitated for a moment. "Um, just on the side of the 31 ." She let out a nervous laugh. "I hope you're not hitchhiking!"
Ironically, that was exactly what I was doing – hitchhiking in Iceland. With a two-week break, I had allocated nine days to 32 my way around the Ring Road, embarking from and returning to Reykjavik.
Over the course of five days, I rode in twelve different vehicles, encountering twenty different individuals to whom I am indebted for not leaving me stranded on the roadside in the cold and damp. The longest wait for a ride was perhaps an hour and a half, and even then, I found solace in the company of a fellow hitchhiker 33 a ride in the opposite direction. People graciously picked me 34 , offering glimpses into their lives, their reasons for being there, and the moments they cherished the most.
Finally, upon 35 at Reykjavik, I dialed my mom's number once again to assure her of my safe arrival. "I'm so happy," she expressed, so clearly 36 . "I never want you to do that again." My mother had hoped I wouldn't hitchhike, but I never regretted my decision. Iceland is a breathtaking country, with its lava fields and hot springs, yet its allure extends beyond its natural beauty. It lies in the kindness and openness of the local people and those who venture there.