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My Best Holiday Ever

I always go in holidays to the same place, I'm not complaining, I love that place I go almost every summer. Its name is Constitución, it's a city placed in the coastline, two hours away from Talca. My maternal grandmother used to live in a countryside near Constitución, called La Quebrá De Pichamán. She was born and raised there. During her youth, she started frequenting that city, because the institutions, the city council, and everything was (and still is) there. Then she moved to Santiago, adn she had children and one of them was called Amalia. She grew up and knew a boy named José, she fell in love, but there was a problem, my aunt lived here in Santiago, and José lived there in Constitución. And, since love can move mountains, she moved to Constitución and started a family there. Then, my grandmother became a little old, and she came back to her little house in the countryside.

Then, if we want to go on holidays somewhere, we go to Constitución or to La Quebrá. But this last Summer, in which I also went to Constitución and I stayed in my cousins Carla's place, is the one I remember as the best holiday I had in a long time, or maybe I remember it as the most emotional 'and comforting. I don't know how to name or describe the emotions that holiday's memory arouses me. But it makes me feel good.

I was there in Constitución with my cousin and her chid for more than one month. She is the cousin I lived my childhood with, and I have confidence in her. She doesn't like to go out, because she's always a little busy, and when she has free time, she likes to stay at home. But when I was there, the second week, she took me to every corner of Constitución, we went to Constitución's Plaza de Armas, to the beach, to the port, to Empedrado. There is place we couldn't go in, but we never thought about it, until we saw on TV the case of the private beach in Lago Ranco. The thing is, in Constitución there´s a beach that every one always thought it was private, constitutanos call that beach "La Playa de los Gringos". And people said that just some people could go in that beach because it was private, but now nobody knows what's the issue with that beach.

But who cares about it. There are prettier places in Constitución, such as La piedra del Elefante, that is a huge rock near the port. That's what I can remember clearly.


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