Punta Cana, everyone dreams of going there someday, lying in the sand with the palm trees shadow covering from the sun, clear water, colorful fish, there are no waves, the sea is calm.
And ... finally, we are the next one to step that land, my family has decided to go to spend Christmas there. So Santa Claus and Three Wise Men, change the route, this year we are going to stay in another destination.
The day has come. That day I waited anxious all. Suitcase? Ready. Swimwear?. Ready. Sunscreen?. Yes Money?, Inside. Passport?, Inside. ID?, Inside. I'm ready. We can go.
And ... finally, we are the next one to step that land, my family has decided to go to spend Christmas there. So Santa Claus and Three Wise Men, change the route, this year we are going to stay in another destination.
The day has come. That day I waited anxious all. Suitcase? Ready. Swimwear?. Ready. Sunscreen?. Yes Money?, Inside. Passport?, Inside. ID?, Inside. I'm ready. We can go.
We arrived at the airport. Overcrowded, as always, or even more people than usual. Noise, hysterical people moving from one side to the other one …
We got tickets and excited we went to embark. But ... bad luck ... deluded, hypocritical, this year will be like any other… Nothing in Punta Cana
Airplanes drivers decided not to fly; did strike, yes sir. Broken sleep. Family together.
Airplanes drivers decided not to fly; did strike, yes sir. Broken sleep. Family together.
Next destiny: Madrid
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