We made it to the small town of San Sebastian, Spain this morning. We work up at 6 am (a full two hours before sunrise) and drove about 70 kilometers and surfed a fun beachbreak. It was offshore and barreling and the boys nailed a couple of good clips. Its very interesting to drive over an international border (although you wouldn’t know it) and immediately see a change in scenery/architecture/culture and way-of-life. The building had a different feel to them and the housing is completely different (as is the language). It was almost a struggle for this former spanish speaker to adapt to the language-I always found myself wanting to say Bon Jour and Merci. Another interesting difference is that everyone is Spain is active. People ride their bikes, walk, run and play on the beach for exercise. In France, a workout is walking to the nearest bakery while smoking a cigarette.
We made it back for another fun surf session at a French beachbreak. The boys were really on it on this session and locked down some good stuff (in HD). Tomorrow might be the first day that we get to sleep in (fingers crossed) and leave for another country. We are still looking at the swell forecast, weather maps and wind patterns to decide where we go.
I miss home, but love being gone…
(where to next?)
