My favorite holidays happened when I was sixteen, four years ago. Me and my dad wanted to go out, and it was my turn to choose were (since he always picked up places I didn't like, like mountains or countryside), that time I said I wanted to go to a beach, and that's how we ended up traveling to Pichilemu. We were camping near the beach for five days, I got to know a lot of beaches near the area and to eat a lot of delicious food, the weather was really nice and after lunch I was practically all day in the sea.
We visited some old houses from the area, got to see a lot of surfers and did a lot of shopping too, but the main activity was to drive in between the beaches and swimming in them for a while.
It has been the best so far because I really like to go the beach (basically the only nature place I tolerate, I hate outdoors), I didn't knew Pichilemu before that time and I loved it, I met a lot of different people at the camping where we were spending the night, and last but not least, I got a great tan that summer.






