

For Christmas Eve, we had for dinner six fishes, although it was the tradition to have seven. We had five in a fish soup, and one eel that was baked in the oven. That day we hung out with our cousins, Nina and Giona who had come down from Milan, while the grownups were going to the market to get the fish for dinner. We slept at our Nonni and Poppi's because it was Christmas Eve. 



Then we had Christmas bread and ate the oranges on our terrace, because it was really warm.

The next morning, December 26th, we all decided to go to the beach, because it was warm. We went swimming and made a big sand castle that looked like Mt. Etna, and had underground tunnels in it, to funnel the water from the Mediterrenean.
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