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Growing up in the Galapagos was an amazing experience, one that shaped who I am today in countless ways. Imagine living in a place where nature's wonders are right outside your door, where life flows with the tides and the sound of seabirds. That was my childhood. One of the best things about living in the Galapagos was the freedom to go everywhere by bike. The roads were quiet, the air fresh, and the views were incredible. My friends and I spent hours riding along rugged paths, stopping to take in the scenery or watching a giant tortoise slowly make its way across our path. The wildlife was something else entirely. Growing up there meant being surrounded by animals most people only see on TV. Blue-footed boobies nested nearby, sea lions hung out on park benches, and iguanas lazed around on the black lava rocks. Even the plants were special, like the giant cacti and the mangroves lining the coast. From a young age, we all learned to respect and appreciate these unique flora and fauna, it felt like they were part of our extended family. The community in the Galapagos was small but close-knit. Everyone knew everyone, and that made life feel so connected. Birthday parties were neighborhood events, and people were always ready to lend a hand. Friendships were easy to make and lasted forever. We had so many adventures together, and the memories still make me smile. Looking back, I feel so lucky to have grown up in a place where nature and community were so deeply intertwined. The Galapagos wasn’t just where I lived, it was my playground, my teacher, and my inspiration. Those islands, with their wild beauty and amazing people, will always have a piece of my heart. |