The holiday that I would like to talk about is the time when I went to Switzerland in winter time. A very close friend whose family moved there because his father started working in that country. When they were still living in my town, we were together all the time. We met in our language course and became very close, so much that even our parents became friends. After he moved, we were talking about visiting each other, and on winter time last year he invited me to spend a couple of weeks with his family. We were in their regular house, near the mountain. We stayed there because we wanted to go skiing. It was my first experience, so I was pretty nervous. When I first got on the planks, I started sliding and I couldn't stop, I was so scared. But my friend's father took his time to teach me, and I got the hang of it pretty quickly. After two days, I was skiing like I did it all my life. I was told that I was like a very fast learner. Honestly, I really enjoyed this moment and found out that I love that sport, and I will definitely go back for more. This holiday seems quite impressive in my life. That is it.