...here I continue my story
The next couple of days I got used to the situation. I explore the area and became friends with one kid. You know, sadness and longing somehow passed away. After all, there was very interesting. Many thematic and sports clubs. But most of all I liked the variety in communication. I guess you already understood that my adventures did not end up with one trip. My parents worked a lot and there was very little time left for us.
After 5 weeks I returned home and began to ask father to send me there again. I really liked it there. A lot of friends, activities, and - the mountains.
It all started in May 1989 and for the next 5 years I spent the whole summer in camps. I attended many different thematic clubs, was engaged in photography and theater, wushu and football, went hiking, study chess, read books, drawing. There I studied the flora and fauna of our country and loved the mountains with all my soul.
Thus began my story, so was born my love for the mountains and nature. To this day I do photography and go to the mountains and I want to tell you about it!
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