Last year, I had a terrible holiday. I went to
Barranquilla, for a party my parents had. Arriving to the hotel, we discovered
the air conditioning wasn’t working. The room was hot, dark, and small. Aw, it
was horrible! Under the bed I found an enormous cockroach! When we went down to
the lobby, we went directly to the restaurant. The only thing I liked there
were French fries, meat and coke. That wasn’t healthy, and I imagined the food
much better than it was. When my parents went to the wedding I had an awful
time. I watched a movie, I played a game, and I ate dinner. The movie I watched
was the worst, it was scary and then in the night, I couldn’t sleep. I lost the
game, like always, I always loose in Monopoly. Last, the dinner was awful, the
pizza was cold, ugly, and had too much cheese. Finally, I slept until the next
day. It was still hot.
When I woke up, I was sweating, and so was my
family. We asked my parents to tell us about the wedding. My parents told us
that the guests of the wedding arrived by car, by taxi, and on bus. My parents
went on foot, they arrive to the wedding very, very sweat, also told us that
the food of the party made my mom feel bad. After this awful trip, we promised
ourselves, we weren’t returning to that hotel never ever!
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