Saturday, May 5, 2018
Dearest Diary,
On my way back home yesterday I came across a bakery which sold pretty good stuff and also had it's own library. So my breakfast for today had been planned well. After the bakery I headed to a lake I had heard a lot about.
I sat on a picnic mat and dived into the fresh bread and cheese I had purchased. With the book in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other I savoured my morning, glancing from my book to the lake with the majestic swans.
It was evident that I wouldn't have spent my shopping money on clothes. After lunch, I found myself in the infamous book store of Kasol. It is a small one but has rare books. Another great feature about the store was that it sold antique objects something I would die for.
Being a bibliophile my soul needed more books, so I had to go to the biggest library of the town. After hours of reading in a secluded corner of the library, I fell asleep. On the last day of my solo trip, when I woke up, I found myself locked in the library.
Help, Elsa
YOU ARE READING
A Trip With My Diary
Short StoryElsa, a sixteen year old girl, goes on a solo trip and writes down her experience in her diary each day. Exciting, Adventurous and Dreamy, could sum-up her trip.
