Hi, today I want to tell you about the holydays.
I think my best holydays was trip with my family and relatives, we went to "siete tazas" for a week. It was when I had 11 years old and my aunt had had the great idea, travel with all the family for celebrate the vacation birthday in one week. Everybody thought it was a good idea because we had ten relatives’ birthdays in 3 weeks. My father had rented a bus because 30 persons went to the travel. It was so funny, everybody was singing and laughing, nobody could sleep.

We stayed in a beautiful camping, appeared to stay hidden in a magic forest, it had access to Claro river and water slope.

That is the camping, its name is Santa Brigida:

We start the morning  prepared 48 eggs with a big frying pan but alone reach one bread for person, when finish to breakfast with my cousins we were going to explore the forest and were living in a magic world for a moment. One day all the family and relatives were going to excursion we walked for 2 hours, my aunts, uncles and grandfather was really tired, but when arrive a beautiful water drop we felt all energy in the world with us.

I with my cousins was repeating that travel that year but only for 3 days, we had a great moment. But the camping was closed, today is part of the army and we couldn’t revive the magic world wish we had built when were child.

Bye, see you.