A journey by boat is always very pleasant. It has a charm of its own. Rowing a boat provides a lot of fun. Last summer I had the opportunity to go to Mauritius for about a week. We stayed in a hotel, which was within walking distance from the sea.
On the full moon day, my father hired a boat for two hours. The boat was quite spacious though not very big. All of us—my father, mother, sister, younger brother and myself, got into the boat.
It was dusk. The sun had just set. The scenery was very beautiful. There were not many boats in the sea. I wanted to row but my father was afraid to let me do that. The boatman came to my help. He said that he would take care that I did not cause any harm to the boat or to myself. In the end, my father agreed.
I sat in the place of the boatman and had the joy of rowing for almost ten minutes. Imagine my thrill and pride when I was able to row the boat and keep it on course. Of course, its speed was reduced. My brother envied me.
Soon the moon was shining brightly. The tall coconut trees silhouetted against the sky made a beautiful scene. The lights of the nearby houses and of the bridge threw beams of silver in the sea. The sky was studded with stars. The view was breathtakingly beautiful.
Time flew and very soon the two hours were over. The boatman brought us back to the shore. We enjoyed every single minute of the boat ride. It was really wonderful. The memory still mesmerizes me.
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