holiday I've made. For a week I made with my friend a little unsure of Andalusia. The weather was so bad, like it was long but great compared to the chilly Berlin, where we did not know whether to hope for spring, or rather, it shows that the snow never melt, and the New Year rubbish and dog mess Alps Berlin remained buried forever. Well, these and many other concerns I had behind me, the trunk protected from contamination by academic records, finished writing the housework still fast at the airport and thrown into the mailbox and the dog waste behind the latest Alps Pyrenees s lost sight and sense.
Much has not happened, but that was enough. We are the Andalusian Mountains every day and migrate have been rewarded for the second half of the holiday with sunshine and joy are gone for a walk is even more. Photos we have of course done only in sunshine, so we backed up along with a good memory, above all, envy.
Much has not happened, but that was enough. We are the Andalusian Mountains every day and migrate have been rewarded for the second half of the holiday with sunshine and joy are gone for a walk is even more. Photos we have of course done only in sunshine, so we backed up along with a good memory, above all, envy.
