My best journey
It was In winter In 1997. I was traveling to russia. I was going there because I wonted to visit interesting places there. My parents and three sisters and brother were travelling with me. We were going there by car. It was a brand new Audi. It had everything modern. It was very big, confortable and very worm. We were driving in a small town and my mum was taking photos, when the Russian Mafia started shooting. We started driving very fast frightened and my dad was smoking cigarettes.
We arrived in the end but we didn’t see Siberia but in Moscove aunt Svietlana xd met us.
We felt well but we were very tired. It was the most interesting journey in my life but the most frightening too. Now I always choose safe countries.
kolega pisal mmi wypracowanie po ang.
prosze o prztelumaczenie i wytkniecie bledow
bo musze dac je do sprawdzenia na ocene