The place I live in I live in Vigo, Galicia, a beautiful region of Spain. Here all are green forests, rivers and huge amounts of food. There are beaches too, and I can say that they are the most beautiful I had never seen. Winters are hard. I´m from the south of Spain where it´s almost sunny, instead here, rains a lot. Cold is not a problem, the temperature is soft and I´m used to low temperatures. Summers are the best, temperature is amazing (sometimes it´s cool) and you can do a lot of outdoor activities. Despite the fact that I miss my home, I wouldn´t change my summers here.

My last holidays Last week, I went with a friend to Asturias, in the north of Spain. That area is one of the more beautiful in Spain. The first day we went to Taramundi and Teixois, a small villages where there are watermills which people used 300 years ago in order to get flour, make tools, even their own electricity. the landscape was amazing, with mountains full of vegetation like fairy tales. After that, we went along the coast. We visited several viewpoints. The sight was impressive with the cliffs, the Cantabric Sea with its waves... Also, we visited two beautiful fishing villages. Our last stop was a natural park called Somiedo. There, there are bears and other protect species. The landscape was espectacular, we were at a height of 1300 metres, with very high mountains of rock, and green grass everywhere. We did several hiking routes. In one of them, we arrived to a big lake seated at 1700 metres. There were cows and calves all over the place and they crossed in the dirt path and didn´t let you pass. Sometimes we got scared about cows, but finally, they were peaceful. I was at Asturias last year and I have come back this. I hope to repeat the next year too.

A new life I have lived in Barcelona since July of 2016. I went here for an internship for 6 months, but they hired me until July of this year. Now I´m looking for a job to stay here and not go back home. I like my city, but there isn´t work there. In Barcelona there are a lot of work, and as a big city, there are a lot of things to do. Making friends is more hard. Fortunatly, I signed up for Catalan classes where I could meet people. They are from many countries and Spanish cities, and we get on well. I hope to get a job and start a life! I miss my family and friends so much but I have to go on!

Vacation!! Today is my last day at work. Tomorrow I´ll be on holiday!! I´m going to come back home! I´ll see my family, friends and nieces. I´ve miss so much my nieces. I don´t have plans yet, I supossed that when I be there my brain will start thinking things to do. I´ll be on vacation since september, so I have to use my time carefully for doing a lot of things!!

The wind´s shadow. Chapter 1: The cemetery of forgotten books I still remember that aurora in wich my father took me for first time to visit "The cemetery of forgotten books". The first days of summer 1945 threshed, and we walked along Barcelona´s streets. _ Daniel, what you are gonna see today, you can´t tell anybody- he warned- not even your friend Tomás. To nobody. _ Not even Mom?- I inquired. My father sigh- _ Of course- he answered bowed- We don´t have secrets with her. You can tell her everything. Shortly after the civil war, a cholera outbreak killed my mother. We buried her in Montjuïc in my fourth birthday. I only remember that it was rainning all day and all night, and that, when I asked if the sky was crying, my father lacked voice to answer. After six years, my father and I lived in a small building in Santa Ana´s street, beside the church. The apartment was above the specialized library in collector´s editions and used books, inherit for my grandfather. I remember that down in June when I woke up screaming. My heart beat if as my soul wanted to run. My father came to my room and held me in his arms, trying to calm me. _ I can´t remember her face!!! I can´t remember mum´s face!- I whispered breathlessly. - Don´t worry Daniel, I´ll remember her for both. My father started to became old, his eyes always looked back. He got up and draw the curtains. _ Come on, Daniel, put on your clothes. I want to show you something. _Now? At 5:00 am? _ There are things that only can be sawn between darkness- he insinuated showing an enigmatic smile. The streets were still dark when we left the apartment. I followed my father along the streets. Finally, my father stopped in front of a big wood door, it was carved and blackened by time and humidity. In front of us it loomed what seemed an abandoned cadaver of a palace. _ Daniel, what you are gonna see today, you can´t tell anybody, not even your friend Tomás. To nobody.

I´m back! Hi everyone! I have been disconnected from Italki for one year. I was working in two jobs and I hadn´t any time. Now, I move to Barcelona because I´m doing internship in a company os clinical trials, and I have to improve my English seriosly. I would like someone to help me. I always get embarrased speaking English, I feel so stupid...!! But I imagine this will not happen only to me. I hope to be constant and found someone to practice with.

My last weekend The last weekend, I went to celebrate my friend´s birthday. He offered us a weekend full of activities. I arrived there at friday night, and after dinner time, we went to his cottage with a swimming pool. We told us all had happened about in our lives, after we swam in the pool. The water was hot! Saturday morning my friend, called Javier, took us a hike. The route finished in a pool at the river, where we can swim. In the afternoon, we visited more rivers, rice paddys, galery forests, and more things in his town. After that, we went to his cottage to prepare all things we needed for the party. People started comming and we enjoy so much dancing, talking and singing. Then we went to a pub, where the music was wonderful. We finished the night at my friend´s house having a breakfast at 7 o´clock in the morning. The next morning, we were exhausted, and we didn´t go out. In the afternoon, we went out to walk and drank coffee, after that, I came back home. It was a great weekend.

My best journey I love to travel! I love to meet other cultures, people, food or sights. But, there is a problem, I don´t have money because I´m unemployed. So, what can I do? Yes! Look for the cheapest way to travel. Four years ago, I was touring Italy with InterRail. With InterRail, you can travel around Europe with only one train ticket. You can choose between only one country o more than one. Normally, you have 15 days or 1 month to consume the ticket. I chose a tour around Italy. I chose this country because I was afraid about language, and Italian and Spanish are very similar. That ticket was the cheapest too. Then, I started organizing it. I had 15 days to consume the ticket, so, I planned what towns I would visit and how many days I would stay in each town. Then I prepared my backpack and my sleeping bag and just the necesary things. My journey started in Milan, a expensive town in north of Italy that is famous for its fashion. The most I liked in Milan was the cathedral. It was amazing and wonderful. We could go up to the roof and we saw the pretty sights there. The next stop was Florence. Florence was the town I liked more. Streets, sights, people, atmosphere, everything in this town made me fall in love. After Florence, I went to Rome. I visited "Trevi´s Fountain", The Coliseum, The Roman Forum, The Vatican, and all the beautiful sights there. Then, I went to Napoli, the cheapest city in all my journey. It is a beautiful city with cramped streets full of life. From there, I went to visit Pompeii and I saw "The Vesuvius", it was terrifying to imagine what happened there. The next stay was in Venice, with all its canals, "The Sant Marcos square". And I could get a gondola ride! It was amanzing (and expensive)!! The gondolier was a funny person and he didn´t stop singing and explainning us things about the city. The last stop was Verona, the Romeo and Juliet´s city. It was beautiful, elegant and its icecreams were real good! But Juliet´s house disappointed me, beacuse there were only a statue of Juliet in a garden. Well, I know its no real but I expected it more expectacular. The best of the journey was the emocion and adrenaline of not having to sleep and having to find a hostel as fast as possible in each town. Of course you can plan that things.

Short Story At nightfall, when uncle Joe´s ghost woke up, something seemed very peculiar: The study, where he used to sleep, was completly empty. - Oh, they moved again! - say the ghost, after go over the house and find out that all rooms were empty - Why they have gone now? - he asked himself, flying out of the house and starting to look for the new location of his favourite niece. Meanwhile, in a small house in Massachusetts, the ghost´s niece lied down with his wife and said her: - I like this new house very much, I wish it is not haunted, I´m already tired for moving. - Me too - said his wife, hugging him tightly.