The story of a Picture
This photo was taken by my dad, in a pizzeria in little Italy in New York. It was taken on my first trip to New York, on Valentin's day. And I love it... Because that day I was a little sad, for not having my valentine. I love pizza, so my dad took me to eat a giant piece of pizza, bigger tan my face. We enjoyed it a lot and walked a lot that day. It was great. The piece of pizza was ver very cheap, a little bit boring, it was just cheese but very delicious. After that memorable pizza, We went to a concert at Madison Square Garden, it was amazing. Finally, I remembered that I was in the city of my dreams, on an incredible journey that I will never forget. No matters saint valentine. We enjoyed how wonderful New York looks at night and decide to eat another piece of pizza at the hotel.