Travelling... my favourite word.

For a decade, I'm stuck in our house. Unable to go out, make new friends and even explore our neighbourhood. As a kid, that would be tough. But now, I'm able to go to the city. The capital of the country I live in. I'm going to stay at my aunt's flat. I have a cousin who is just a baby. She's really cute, and jolly.

Merely, the main reason why I am happy is because I am finally able to travel. The tough thing is, when I'm on my way there, a traffic jam occurred. I began my journey at 4:00 pm, and the journey ended at 8:00 pm. Whoa, I've waited for hours. I'm really expecting my vacation would be something unforgettable, but this is just fine, at least.