FIRST DRAFT TRAVELOGUE TRIP TO ACAPULCO When I was four years old, my family, by then just my dad, mom, sister and me, traveled to Acapulco because of my uncle's wedding. When I first stepped out of our car, the warm summer breeze hit my nostrils. I felt different, because I'd never been in a beach before. It was a totally new sensation for a little girl like me. I can't remember quite a lot about this experience, but I do know, I loved it. I spent most of the time swimming with the help of my armbands and relatives. I loved the sea. The sand, the whitest I'd ever seen, was wrapping my little toes, while my dad was next to me, carrying my baby sister who refused to touch the sand. When she finally
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