Happy weekend everyone, may the smile reach you and never leave you.
I want to tell you about my experience in the weekend after the final tests of the last university course.
University is something that young people have to learn to take with the rest of our functions since it demands a lot of time: the whole week, we only have two days left a week: the weekend to get some breathing room. The last academic year destroyed almost all my stability and it is that under deficiencies they still asked us for a very high performance. My friends and I promised to dedicate a weekend to each other as soon as we finished the course, because we deserved it, because it was fair and because yes.
The final exams ended in July, and unfortunately the tests ended with my classroom, most of them were forced to go to test meetings in order to save the year, only a few of us got out and among them were my friend 
In order not to postpone it too much we get together the same weekend next to the tests. We chose Saturday, because Sundays are more complicated in our city in terms of open places and transportation. We were not sure where to go, but we walked, eating some little things here, others there and talking about various topics.
Our first stop was at La Micaela, a well-known bar in the city but due to its rhythm and very loud music it was not to my liking. We went to a cafe in the Dolores Room, located in the very center of my city, there we cooled off with some lemonades, the place was very nice, cozy and the drinks 6/10.
We kept walking in search of good ice creams, we are both gluttons plus, breaking the diet was not in our plans but since we gave more, that was the weekend we would dedicate and the grades deserved it.
We went into a cafe bar called El 115, my friend had been recommending it to me for some time and we took advantage of the fact that they sell good ice cream to go. It is a tiny and too cozy place, you feel at home from the moment you enter and despite the lights it does not overwhelm you. We ordered about 6 balls for each one and some sweet hundred-breakers plus, the justification that it was only that weekend was taking us far.
The last stop was at Plaza de Marte, there we had a little chat, laughed about a finished course and commented on our expectations for the new one. After that, each one grabbed for his side. I thank God for allowing me to live that Saturday, sometimes that's just what we need, chat with our friends, a good time.
If my weekends aren't all going to be like this, I don't want anything. A greeting!! Blessings.
My native language is Spanish, I use the Yandex translator
All photos are my property
