I looked out toward the horizon. There was a certain saltiness in the air that made my tongue sting. The waves washed over my feet as I prepared my boat to sail to [island name]. Having only heard legends and tales about explorers who had ventured there and never returned, this expedition proved quite the challenge to an amateur explorer such as myself. In another hour, I had set sail and was letting my fingers drift through the sparkling water, making trails as the boat floated through the sea. It was evening, and it was soon difficult to keep my eyes open. I fell asleep, my body slumped against the towering mast of my boat. The next morning, I awoke when the boat seemed to bump into something. My eyes opened. I had hit land. As I looked around, I discovered that the sand seemed to hover slightly above the ground, wispy and white, the palm trees swayed in synchronization, and the ocean was a deep, cerulean blue color. That was when I realized I had reached [island name]! The amazement I had didn't fade as I stepped on land, eager to explore the island.
Is this good enough?
