Yesterday morning I had the idea of visiting some relatives. I talked to my parents and told them about this and they agreed.
Early in the afternoon, Dad called his brother, and let him know that we wanted to visit them. After hanging up, Dad said that his brother was very happy, and my cousins were glad to see us.
As our relatives were living out of Bucharest, we had to take the train. We went to the station, bought tickets for a fast train, and in about 40 minutes we arrived. My uncle and my cousins were waiting for us at the station.
When we arrived at their house, it was such an amazing smell of chicken soup that I couldn't resist and I went straight to the kitchen. The soup was simmering... and my aunt told me that she had mad noodles...
Mother and father were in the living room, talking to my uncle... I joined them and waited patiently to have lunch.
