When I and my friands played in the street, cycling, we lived near a farm and there I would enter my neighbor's pasture with a rope and take the hidden horse to walk ...lol.....

When I gather with my friends to play football in the street after finishing our school

How to choose a single memory? but I would say that those mornings when my dad got up early, the smell of coffee that filled the house and hear him go up to his painting studio .. that made me get up with all the joy in the world .. I was at his side, he played soft music (classic music) and together we painted for hours :)

Swinging on a swing set, watching VHS westerns and martial arts movies, hiking in the mountains with my grandparents.