In summer of 2013, as every year, we packed our stuff and prepared for a long exhausting trip to Madrid, capital of Spain. When we arrived to Mexico's city airport I was very excited as we had the opportunity to travel again and visit my aunt Carmen. But at the same time I was really scared, as I am afraid of long airplane trips. We said goodbye to my grandfather who took us to there and boarded the airplane. I hate the long wait to arrive and I never sleep in the flight to Madrid, so when we get there I am always very tired. After taking a second flight and a 2 hour car trip, we arrived to Ruenes, a small village at the mountains where my grandparents lived in their childhood. When I saw
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