You can go back

Going back to a village of my youth and visiting an old family house was like a small trip to the past.

The christening went well and my cousin's kid behaved, despite being hiperactive and running non-stop all day.

The church where the cerimony took place is old but well preserved. It contains various saints, like this one, with a creepy doll face.

[backblip from weekend, due to technical problems]