My trip to Rhodos

The year was 2000 and I was eleven years old. Six month before we ordered a trip to Rhodos. It was my family and me but my mother didn’t come because my grandfather lied on his deathbed. He died on Friday the thirteen when we were away. Anyway, Sunday afternoon my cousins and we met at my other grandparent’s house, before we went to the airport.

The same night we were there. It was dark but warm in the air. When we came to our apartment I remembered that I had left my bag pack whit all things I had on the plane at the check-in. So my dad went to get it for me. In the apartment it was a small bathroom, a bedroom whit a double bed and a kitchen with a bed in one corner where I slept. My sister and father slept in the double bed. Next day we slept for a long time and then it was I breakfast buffet at the restaurant. Every day we bathed in the pool just outside the restaurant or in the sea hundred meters away. One day we visited the city and locked at old buildings and sights.
Right outside our houses it was clips and a lot of stones, where we snorkelled.
The same day we went home we get up at six o’clock and snorkelled.