On Sunday, October 21st, we arrived at the cape of the island. We felt the heat of the sun radiating off of us. When we went ashore, we saw the the small shelters filled with furniture but no one was in the island. The small houses were made out of animal skin. I ordered that nothing should be taken , from the Native American’s houses. As we continued to explore the island we noticed the abundance of the lanky and robust trees. We could hear the angelic melody of the exquisite birds. There were various types of birds, that differed from each other, flew above us. The smell of the fruits, from the big trees, lured us in even more. There were thousands of different types of trees each with various types of fruits. We soon approached a
