Next Sunday I am going to Andalucía, with my mum. This year my father and my brother don’t want to come. Every year we go by car, and my father drives, but now we are going by plane. There we visit everybody and over the months I have more friends. Going to Andalucia by car is very tiring because, we spend 12 hours in the car, and by plane it’s only 2 hours. Also my family from Mallorca come to Andalusia, and there we stay together. First I wanted to go, but later I was angry, and I didn’t want to go, but I feel like visiting my little cousins and staying with my family. Really I don’t like the town, but it has got something special.

Normally when I stay in the town, I share a room with my brother, and I don’t like it. There we have two houses, one of my grandfather and the other of my father and his sisters. Some days I’m bored but my father always asks me that if I would like to go to another town, to visit it. But there are also days that are really funny, and the nights are the best, because there the people have a very festive mood. I think that the best party that I’ve seen in a town is there. At the end of the year, everybody gets dressed and goes to the party, it’s fantastic but the next day everybody has a hangover, but it’s one party that everybody remember for life. I remember one year when I was more or less 12, a man came to me and said a lot of funny things to meand I was surprised. I have a lot of cousins older than me and they are fun and always stay on the street and bars. My cousins have a nice bar and when my aunt is there, I always go to visit and help her.
I hope the days! To stay with my cousins!
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!