Summer. VI

Last saturday I was in Altea with Elisa and my whole family. Chema, my cousin, was coming in the evening. It was going to be lots of fireworks because it was a celebration and party day in the small town. We were so excited! Lots of people were coming to have dinner and watch the firework's festival. The fireworks were going to be launched from the ocean. They were placed on five different floating platforms. And you have a perfect view of the sea from my house. I hadn't watched them for five years or more!

Fireworks. So awesome.

Some of my uncle's and grandmother's friends came, and surprisingly I discovered that they were coming with their sons, who were teens! Omg, we had a lot of fun, we laughed a lot and we were joking at every moment. They are such a kind and funny guys, I'll have to say it. I'm glad that I am meeting them again in Madrid.

On sunday, we had to leave. Elisa needed to go to Besalú, Girona, and I had to go with my mom and sister to Comillas. I really wanted to go to Besalú with Elisa. I'm missing her that much that my stomach hurts. I want to see her more, not just two or three times at year. She is my very best friend, she is the one that despite of living thousand kilometres away from each other, she is going to be there for me when I need her. And I am gonna be there for her when she needs me.

I really really really miss her. I can't, or maybe I don't want, to wait until Christmas to see her again. Hopefully we are meeting in October, perhaps. If she doesn't come to Spain I might rush to Vicálvaro (private joke for Elisa, sorry hehe).

omg, I love her so much.