The best holidays

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Since kindergarten I have had close friends. We were used to go to beach in the summer and spend the winter's holidays in a cabin (in the beach too) and now we love each other like siblings. Our parents have always been good friends and one day they began to plan a trip for us to Peru before starting the nine grade, but only the fathers and their oldest child.

So in the summer (in Bolivian winter) of 2012 we went to South Peru, only fathers and their children. The travel was exhausting but amazing. In only 10 days we knew museums, ancient structures (not only Machu Picchu), people of different countries (Europeans, Latins and Peruvian), the culture, the weather and fantastic landscape (One time we went to hot springs in Aguas Calientes, the hot springs are in between the greenest mountain I've ever seen).

In many visits to museums only the children and (the worst) father (there are a lot of stories about how he didn't take care of us, with fall, bites and photos), but to the most touristic place all of us went together. We visited Cuzco, Arequipa and other cities, I can't remember their names, but I remember that we escaped from all bad things that happened in Peru that year.

My father likes a lot to talk to people and that's why we met people from all over the world, one time we met a Czechoslovak.

The greatest thing we did, it was when we went to Machu Picchu and climbed the Huayna Picchu Mountain (everyone could do except my father).

I enjoyed a lot that holiday I knew many things and I could spend time with my childhood friends (and also do things that my mother doesn't like).