After a long night last night my two roommates and I contemplated even waking up to go surfing at 8:30 this morning. The snooze button must have been hit at least five times. After about 20 minutes we decided lets just go, we went with the motto: “We’re only in South Africa once.” We met our surfing instructor, Chris (who might I add is incredibly good looking) and met up with Guilome at the beach (Guilome is quite a looker as well). We all put the wet suits on and headed into the water, which wasn’t too cold once, we got over the initial shock!
In the beginning Guilome and Chris would push the boards to get us going. The first couple of times I’m going to be honest: I ate it, got hit with the board in the face, and got caught underwater in the waves hitting my head on the floor of the ocean... I thought I died a total of five times. Salt water in my mouth, eyes, and in the ears… BUT it was all worth it when I FINALLY got up! The first time I got up was probably the longest ride I caught. It. Was. Awesome. We all finally got the hang of it, paddling on our own and catching waves. The group of girls that went is great! Look out for us… you’ll probably see us surfing Pipeline next.
Three words: Surfs Up Dude.
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