Where will you be this summer? Do you have plans yet?
I want to go to the seaside so badly.
I grew up in the same city as Pope John Paul II. In the small city surrounded by beautiful mountains. When I was a child and the summer comes my father used to take me for hiking. But I had been always looking forward till my parents take me to the seaside.
When you are a child time seems to be passing so slowly. I remember how I couldn't wait for the next summer. And the winter in my city was always so snowy, so cold and so long. And I remember the white mountains. How I was watching white mountains from my living-room's window after the first snow and couldn't believe that the warm days really ended. Looking at them, sitting in front of a fireplace I was thinking of a sea. Of a smell and the sounds of the sea. And I couldn't wait for the next summer.
I love the sea more than the mountains.
How about you? Do you like the sea or the mountains more?