Blog 2: The Best Holidays

Oh how to start this, it makes me nostalgic to try to write it, having been locked up for a year and a half, and it makes me sad to remember holidays. 

The best holiday for me was going to Neltume, a small village we came to by chance near the Huilo-Huilo Reserve, because the latter was full of tourists and my family and I really hate that. We like a bit of peace and to connect a bit with the place, not with hundreds of people shouting. The point is that with my aunt and uncle and my cousin we stayed there and we did everything I think, we climbed a volcano, we went on a tour and we got to know the place in depth with memorials and stories behind it, and well it's the south, it has all its magic behind it. I think it's the one I remember the most because of how simple and relaxed it was, even though going out with my aunt and uncle always means touring places and trekking all the time, and well this was no exception, but we were amazed with the place.

I looked for pictures and couldn't remember where I saved them, so Saint Google will help!

 

 

  In that last photo, in that same place we had lunch.