My perfect day

It’s very difficult for me to speak about my perfect day. I think in my perfect day with a little of fantasy. I mean, that I would like to have ‘the power’ for to be in many places without to spend so time in travels! Is stupid, I know, but I need that strange and imposible situation for to enjoy my perfect day. Because a really good day for me start in my home, in the south of our country.
First, I would wake up with the cockerel’s sing. I would go to the window and I would see the dawn. Then, I would stroke to my two dogs: Parrito and Valiente, and my four cats: Luchito, Chita, Peneca y Pelusa. For breakfast, I would like drink milk of the my father’s cows :).

I would do that strange transportation to Santiago. Here, I would like to visit the Cementerio General with somes friends. I like very much to go for walk to that place. Is really beautiful, in special, the architecture and that environment, with a unique climate, light and colours.
Then I would go to the Quinta Normal, I would walk around the park, and I would eat ice cream. I would visit the museums there, like the Historia Natural Museum, and that museum (i’m not sure about it name) of technology.

In my perfect day I would like to go to buy a bass, a rickenbacker, like the bass of Mccartney. This is a desire that I would include in my perfect day, becuase in my normal life, this cannot be posible.
I would do other that rare’s transportation. I would go to San Fabian, in the Eighth region and there I would ‘swim’ in the stream. And then, almost in the end of this great day, I would come back to my home, that it is in a hill like in Heidi’s history. There, I would sing in the roof of my home, with my cats around me, just before to the dusk.

My perfect day is the joint of all the things that I love. Regarding to the person that would be with me in my perfect day... I think that is a secret! :P.