Growing up, me and my family used to go to the parks. My Dad was always at work during those times, so it was usually me and my sisters, my Mom, and Grandma. We lived in a house not so far away from a park and a beach, (which I consider a benefit) that we would only walk to get there. There were times when we would sneak out without my Dad's consent, and then get lectured later about how we shouldn't be going out without him (because yes, he's strict like that).
Yes, strolling in the park is extremely fun especially when it's winter, where you get to feel the cool breeze fanning your face, which is why people here get super excited when winter arrives! And yep, I wish I could travel back to the times where my only problem is climbing that tree (lower right photo). So that's it, another glimpse of my childhood days.
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