I don’t like writing letters. It takes too much time. Last summer, I went to the Caucasus. I swam a lot and I lay in the sun. I climed up in the mountains and played volleyball.Every evening, I sat down to write a letter to my parents, but the weather was so fine that I usually left the house after the first few lines. I never finished those letters.My holidays passed quickly. I dedn't sent any letters home. On the last day I made a big decision. I went to the post office and wrote a telegram: “Arriving tomorrow. Love and kisses. Tom”.