WRITING 1.

Last month, I travelled to Barcelona with my parents and my sister Núria because we went to a concert of Melendi.

We reached Barcelona at 11.00 a.m, then we stayed in a very beautiful hotel. During the morning we went to a shopping centre, a park and an incredible museum of statues. The concert was started at 8.30 p.m. After this, we went at my parent's friends house in the centre of Barcelona but, obviusly the street was very noisy I thought. At 7.00 p.m. we came back to our hotel to prepar us to go to Melendi's concert. We reached the Palau Sant Jordi's queue. While we were waiting, my mother said: Oh no, the tickets of the concert! then I thought that my uncle was going to go to Barcelona this afternoon, and we decided to called him.

Finally, my uncle took the tickets and came to Barcelona to gave us them.
It was a good and funny day, but my parents looked like very stressed...