Today my country is celebrating and here in Sydney is a day like any day.
The most memorable Independence day for me was with my family in my parents lake house when I was about 7 or 8 years old. It was raining cats and dogs, like if you opened the shower and we had to move all the celebration from the terrace to the garage where it was dry. We stayed there all day hanging flags, moving tables and preparing the food for our guests. When they arrived we had the greatest time laughing, playing games, eating delicious food and dancing 'cueca' our chilean traditional dance.
