POST 8...Yeah, I didn't write the post 7

 The truth is that I don't usually plan my vacations because I always go to the same place, and the truth is I don't plan to go to another place to rest, for me it is an ideal place since it represents the good things of my childhood...The place is small, it is a little town that has access to a beach, a killer beach because if you swim there you will probably drown, it is forbidden to swim there, but you can get wet up to your waist, well, this little town and the beach are 13 kilometers away from Pichilemu, but technically Cahuil (which is where I'm going) is part of the Pichilemu commune. 

In Cahuil my paternal grandparents have 2 houses, one on a hill that faces the beach, and another that is down the hill (they are practically 3 minutes away) In the house on the hill I spent most of the summers of my childhood, and in the house that is under the hill I spent the summers of my adolescence until today. This summer I will return to the house that is going down the hill, this year I plan to draw everything I have planned during the year, because it is a debt that I have with myself, apart from the fact that I finally want to inaugurate my graphic tablet, but that is only a part of what I will do, knowing me I will spend most of the holidays getting high with my brother while we cook delicious things to eat. I also plan to start practicing tattooing, I already have all the materials to do it, if I think about it, maybe I won't even have the time to do everything I propose, because I will only have February and in March I have to go back to Santiago, it hurts me a little to have so little time, but I will enjoy it to the fullest.