The hometown I grew up at
I remember my childhood as a very happy stage of my life. I grew up in a small place situated in the contry side of a province called Matanzas. It is not a metropolis either a cosmopolitan town, imagine that people in Zorrilla get to know each other, we were pretty much a big family. We did not have any luxurious landmark that people would go to visit, however we as residents enjoied the good of nature, field of sugar cane, all type of fruits and the rides on coaches that was one of my favorites.The river was a stone's throw away so that was our go to on weekends. My grandma's house was off the beaten track, OMG any time I went to visit her I needed to borrow someone's bike and I would have a time frame to return it back, that was always stressful lol . The moments I spent with her were the best. Even though I know that my little town has changed a lot, whenever I get the chance to come back and visit family there I will feel an avalanche of great memories