I really don't remember exactly my
holidays with my family. It seems like we haven't had one in a while, but that
is a lie because every summer we like to go out and become adventurous for a
week or two. I think university is so stressful that holidays appears to be a
distant memory. Anyway, every summer my family and I like to travel around Chile
to know it better (and of course to rest). I like to remember a specific year
when we decide to spend our holyday in the south of Chile. We were invited to
my sister’s friend’s house (her name is Sandy). We didn’t know the family, but
we were invited, my parents didn’t want to attend the invitation. After Sandy’s
parents insisted, my parents decide to travel to Puerto Varas (the place where
we were invited). When we arrived everybody were so kind. The place that they
live in was beautiful house in front of the lake. We stay there for a week and
became quite good friend with the other family. Nowadays we still in touch, my
parents now are close friends with Sandy’s parents. And we visit each other
very often.
