Minggu, 15 Januari 2017

Holiday Trip in yogyakarta

Last New Year's Eve, my family joined some other families on a fishing trip at Yogyakarta harbor to welcome the New Year. We went fishing so we could stay up late.

On our way to the harbor, we bought some beef mince at the butcher's. We use the mince as bait. My parent's friends brought the fishing rod for us to use. When we got to the harbor, some families were already there. We were a bit late because we tried to find our way to rhe harbor and got a bit lost. We started a fishing competition. We agreed that whoever got the most fish would keep all the fish caught that night. Apparently, no one caught any big fish. We caught mostly small yellowtail fish. After fishing for nearly three hours, my mom got the most fish. All the participants gave all their fish to us. We came to the villa with a bucketful of fish. It was no bad at all.

The next morning, we enjoyed some fresh fried yellowtail fish with steamed rice for breakfast. That was very special because we had never had fried yellowtail fish for breakfast before


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At the beach

Me and my family were on holiday at Indrayanti's beach. Luckily, my paren's friend had a nice villa near the beach. So, we could stay along in there... Me and my father walked along the seashore. We saw that the tide was low. My mother and my sister was lying on the beach reading a novel and listening to the music.

I asked my father, "Dad, can you tell me what time the tide will be high?" "Oh, sure honey. With simple arithmetic, we can estimate when the tide will be high or low. But, look! Who is that?" "I think that's Mr. Priyadi and his son, Ditto." Me and my father walked down to the edge of the water towards Mr. Priyadi and his son. Mr. Priyadi stood up straight. Ditto was digging the sand with a small plastic spade. He was looking for clams. They were also having a holiday at Indrayanti's beach.

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At the Mountain

Me and my family took a camping trip to the Merapi's mountains. We went hiking and cycling every morning.

At the night, we usually built a fire. I had to keep the fire burning. We could sut around and sing until midnight. One night, while my sister was telling us a ghost story, we heard a strange sound. We came out to see what it was. We saw a wild boar eating our food supplies. The boar ran away and dissapeared into the wood. We laughed to think that the boar was afraid of us

On the last day of my holiday in Yogya. My sister, Delicia, tripped on a hidden log and hurt her feet. We took her to the nearest hospital. The doctor said that the injury wasn't too bad. She just had to go to the doctor for more theraphy in a couple of days. We went home happily with a little bit sad


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P.S.
Im sorry if I write it separately
I will upload my photos later