Last year My Dad My Mum and I were in Fiji.
It was the day finally. The day when I got to ride horses along the sandy beach with two friends I had made.
It was a bright sunny day. My Parents and My friends walked down to the beach with me. The palm trees blew slowly in the breeze as the sun blazed through the leafs and down on us.
When we got down to the beach there was three men waiting for us with three horse by their side. There was two brown horses and one white horse.
The other girls picked the brown horses so I picked the white horse. The three men also sat on the horses with us. The men hopped off every now and then to lead the horses at slow paces.
Once we started to ride our body's bounced up and down slightly. The men made the horses go faster into a gallop. The horses didn't run too fast just in case we fell off. But it was enough to keep us happy.
We galloped along the beach as the cool breeze flew in our faces.
We then started to slow down. The men hopped off the horses and began to lead them and turn them around so we could head back the other way.
When the men hopped back on the other horses trotted in front of us at different speeds. as they were in front of us my horse began to pick up the pace. We all began to gallop. I watched the sea splash against the shore feeling the wind blow my hair behind me.
We finished a few minutes later. My mum and dad had waited for me where we started. I hopped down off the horse and stroked its neck before I ran to my parents.
That was one of the best experiences of my life.
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