Celebrating My Results In Spain
We had been wanting to go abroad for years now, and finally the holiday had come. We were going to La Manga - the little strip that comes down off of Spain. The only bad thing was that whilst I was there I would miss out on the GCSE results day, but fortunately I had a friend I trusted enough to pick them up for me and read them out on the phone. It felt like I had honestly been waiting all day, even though it was only two hours since I had woken up. The call came, I was extremely happy and excited to celebrate. We had been there for around 5 days when we then travelled to go see my step fathers friend, Tim, up in Murcia which was a couple of hours drive. We would be there for a couple of days and I knew I would be celebrating here... When we eventually arrived the heat instantly hit me (it was quite a bit hotter than where we had been staying - even though I felt like it couldn't get any hotter). In my head I was having an internal debate as to whether I could ever live here in