My holy week

This holy week began on Saturday when my parents told me that they had a travel, so I packed up the bags and went to Mira flores Boyaca, the town where my mother was born and raised, the trip was by land and lasted 4 Hours what my brother affected him since he felt dizzy and was very exhausted. This village has a very religious culture so it was convenient for this holy week. The next day, Sunday, was celebrated Sunday of bouquets and my parents decide to go to celebrate, in Mira Flores live my grandparents, for which we decided to go to visit them since we have not seen them for some time, this was monday, tuesday and wednesday. On holy thursday we celebrated the last dinner and the lavatory of feet with my grandparents; On Good Friday we decided to do the cross which a group of students offered to represent flesh and blood every moment for which Jesus had to endure; On Saturday we celebrated the procession of solitude, the blessing of water and fire, the easter Vigil and the mass of glory. I had never been in a celebration which was more than 3 hours, I felt very exhausted so on the last day which was the resurrection Christ mass on Sunday my family and I decided to take a break for what we decided Do a day at the pool as it was a very hot day. I say the hardest thing this week is eat fish or chicken every day because I do not like the food coming from the sea.