Third assignment: My best holidays

              I think I´m gonna choose the Miami and Disneyworld trip. For a 7 year-old children, this is certainly the dream come true. Nevertheless, for me, this journey had a special meaning: it was the first time I visited my uncle in Miami. Obviously, I´ve always wished I could travel more times there but, unfortunately, a year later I had to face his death. He died of cancer. Awful, but this trip reminds me the last time I saw him. So, I wanna write about him,.

            To Miami and Disney, I went with my parents. My mom was pregnant; she had 7 months! Fortunately, mi uncle worked in LAN, so she could come with my dad and I. (Something funny: her bully was huge, really huge. People around us thought she was going to fell off the floor). The flight was awesome! It was the first time for me getting in a plane, a large one! Those that appear in movies xD. I was watching through the window, laughing for anything. The flight attendant, a nice lady, gave me Lego Toys, so I spent like 4 hours trying to fix them, full concentrate. When I arrived I met with my uncle and Sonia, his friend. She was Chilean too. Fantastic.

            I remembered that we started travelling in a big car. In fact, I slept the entire trip lying on three comfortable seats. Then, I got to my uncle´s house in Miami. A week before a hurricane had passed, so the avenues and parks were all flooding. I was impressed with the water. That night we had a family dinner, and a tropical rain. Sonia started to dance barefoot on the grass and I followed her.

            Next days, we visited a Museum, a Zoo (where I saw dolphins and killer whales making a show. Also, I got very sick because of a bad pizza. That is the reason I don´t like it. My dad was so scared that he almost came back to Chile. Fortunately, my uncle didn´t let him.), and a day in Magic Kingdom park. The Cinderella castle was gorgeous! It´s a restaurant and in the entrance it has a counter with glass figures, very beautiful. That day, a rain came. Again. The parade was suspended. But I had the chance to meet Baloo and other members of the clan J. I still remember all the amusement park.

            Uf…I wrote a large text. I have fond memories of that times. One more thing: the food was horrible! The only word I knew back then -and the only thing I ate- was: MILK.

            See you

On the radio: Tears dry on their own by talented Amy Winehouse. 

ps. I´m gonna upload my photo tomorrow. I don´t have any here. Sorry. This one for now...