When we were twelve years old, my friends and I planned to go on a trip to the Galapagos island. Tha Galapagos is a island that belongs to Equador. We had decided to go there because it seemed a beautiful and magical place to visit, full of life. That's why when we finished secondary, we packed our bags and went to our most desired place.
When we got there, we couldn't believe what our eyes saw. The place was beautiful! Everything was full of colours. Nature stood out among everything. The animals were amazing. But what capturated us most were the people who lived on the island. They were always willing to help you. Always with a big smile that reach their eyes.
Unfortunately, after three weeks full of hapiness and discoveries, we had to leave. It was one of the most difficult moments of our life. We wanted to stay there! We were delighted with the place and the people.
When I returned to Spain I told my father all the adventures I had with my friends. He listened to me carfully and told me that the next year he would like to go. That was great, because I also would go with him.

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