Stop and Stare 2

I’m very excited to write about this topic, because every person that known me, know that I love my little son Maxito: the most beautiful dog on this world (well, I know, all the dogs are beautiful, but the love for Maxito blinds me). I got Maxito on 2011, one month after my previous puppy went to the doggy sky. Maxito was a gift of an uncle, who gave it to me with the intention of lifting my spirits (because I was very sad after my previous puppy left us). When this creature came into my life, it was less than a month old Maxito is a little dog very small, chubby, lazy, blond, spoiled, affectionate, and very manipulative (his little ears are his most powerful weapon). His foots smells like cheetos, and his little tail always shows his mood. Maxito is one of the most important “things” in my life and in my family. We treat him as a family member (probably the most important and the most beloved) As I said, Maxito is like a son to me, so I can hardly imagine a world without him...

When I think about the “best holidays”, inmediatly comes to my mind the study trip that i had when I was finishing school, In 2014. Although I had more vacations after that, I’ll always remember that trip with love. In that trip, I went to Lago Caburgua on Pucón (a place in the south of chile, in the region of the Araucanía) with my classmates. That holidays lasted a week, and we did a lot of activities on this place and his surroundings: long walks, rafting, paintball, biking, boating...without mention all the campfires with guitar and all the improvised parties that we had in the cabins! Maybe this sounds very bad, but i still saying that this holidays are the best so far because, although I have visited other places in the last 5 years, Caburgua is the only place where i did so many activities, and it’s the only place where i were without my family. Don’t misunderstand me, I love my family, but taking holidays with friends is a totally different experience! And i love to r...

No doubt i would love to visit Italy. Since i was a little girl, I always said that someday I’ll visit this beautiful country, for the art, pizza, art, pasta, art...i said for the art? When I say this, I’m thinking about art in all of their forms: painting, sculpture, architecture, literature, etc. ¡Think that UNESCO has 50 world heritage sites in this country! Just thinking about it makes me want to be in the plane. I don’t know so much about the history of this country, but I always heard that it’s something like the cradle of art. For this, i’d like to visit a lot of museums, take tourists routes, know the culture so much as possible, and why not, eat all the pasta and pizza that my stomach can bear. I always thought that I would like to study or take holidays there. I think that study in another country let me soak in that culture (knowing people, learning subjects from another perspective, making a daily life there, learning the language, etc.), but on the other hand, if ...