The week has come to a close. The week ended where it started, on Turmaline, on the same beach I went to the night I got out here. Couldn't as for anything more perfect than that.
I've packed two weeks worth of vacation in one. I don't want to leave. I just want to have someone ship me out all my shit and find a place in Del Mar.
I've eaten so much food here. Half of it was in burrito form. I've never had so much amazing burritos. Last night we went to a Brazilian steakhouse. The food was phenomenal. Fried bananas, fried yucca, the juiciest fruit I've ever tasted. And meat. Lots and lots of meat. Brought to your table on skewers.
The big thing yesterday is I went surfing. And I got up a couple times. Mostly I just got mouthfuls of saltwater. My arms are sore as sore can be today. It was incredible when the wave gets ahold of you and just shoots you forward.
I met a whole bunch of killer people out here. So nice and accommodating.
We were tired after surfing so we did the most touristy thing possible.... The San Diego Zoo. We went on some serious panda watching. It was intense. Saw the monkeys and otters co-habitating. And teasing each-other.
Tuesday I longboarded on the boardwalk all day. Had some good breakfast with Tiff and Jess. After Leif got done with work we rode around some more then went to the sweet little hookah bar down on Garnett. The raspberry pomegranate was tasty.
Then we went out for Taco Tuesday with the girls.
Monday the desert was gnarly. Getting stopped in the middle of nowhere by an Immigration checkpoint and getting searched was nerve-racking. The 8 miles of windy ass roads to get there was crazy. The it was a two mile hike in and we got to the top of a waterfall and hung out there getting some great pictures, we got buzzed by army helicopters. then we climbed down to the bottom of the falls and then another 2 and 1/2 miles back up the canyon. So fucking tired after that walk but still had the energy to go out for dinner and then St Patricks day drinking.
My body has been racked this week. I stored a shit-ton of energy this winter and I spent it all in this week. My body has been sore but just kept on truckin'.
I've lucked out so much here. Getting free upgrade to a rad ride. Good weather, good people, good food, like nothing went wrong at all. I must have just cashed in all the tiny bits of good karma that I've scraped up in the past two years. I don't know how else to explain it. I never get this much good luck.
So stoked I got to hang out with my best bud from the Duck City. He made sure the times were good. I basically let hit decide what we would do or what he hadn't gotten a chance to do since he has been back out. Then we just crammed as much into this week as possible. Even getting out of the country.
Plan on posting some of the better pictures once I'm done here.
Got an hour or so then I'm leavin on a jetting to drop the rental off and bolt to the airport. Then its leavin on a jet plane back to chilly ass Mini-Apple.
I've packed two weeks worth of vacation in one. I don't want to leave. I just want to have someone ship me out all my shit and find a place in Del Mar.
I've eaten so much food here. Half of it was in burrito form. I've never had so much amazing burritos. Last night we went to a Brazilian steakhouse. The food was phenomenal. Fried bananas, fried yucca, the juiciest fruit I've ever tasted. And meat. Lots and lots of meat. Brought to your table on skewers.
The big thing yesterday is I went surfing. And I got up a couple times. Mostly I just got mouthfuls of saltwater. My arms are sore as sore can be today. It was incredible when the wave gets ahold of you and just shoots you forward.
I met a whole bunch of killer people out here. So nice and accommodating.
We were tired after surfing so we did the most touristy thing possible.... The San Diego Zoo. We went on some serious panda watching. It was intense. Saw the monkeys and otters co-habitating. And teasing each-other.
Tuesday I longboarded on the boardwalk all day. Had some good breakfast with Tiff and Jess. After Leif got done with work we rode around some more then went to the sweet little hookah bar down on Garnett. The raspberry pomegranate was tasty.
Then we went out for Taco Tuesday with the girls.
Monday the desert was gnarly. Getting stopped in the middle of nowhere by an Immigration checkpoint and getting searched was nerve-racking. The 8 miles of windy ass roads to get there was crazy. The it was a two mile hike in and we got to the top of a waterfall and hung out there getting some great pictures, we got buzzed by army helicopters. then we climbed down to the bottom of the falls and then another 2 and 1/2 miles back up the canyon. So fucking tired after that walk but still had the energy to go out for dinner and then St Patricks day drinking.
My body has been racked this week. I stored a shit-ton of energy this winter and I spent it all in this week. My body has been sore but just kept on truckin'.
I've lucked out so much here. Getting free upgrade to a rad ride. Good weather, good people, good food, like nothing went wrong at all. I must have just cashed in all the tiny bits of good karma that I've scraped up in the past two years. I don't know how else to explain it. I never get this much good luck.
So stoked I got to hang out with my best bud from the Duck City. He made sure the times were good. I basically let hit decide what we would do or what he hadn't gotten a chance to do since he has been back out. Then we just crammed as much into this week as possible. Even getting out of the country.
Plan on posting some of the better pictures once I'm done here.
Got an hour or so then I'm leavin on a jetting to drop the rental off and bolt to the airport. Then its leavin on a jet plane back to chilly ass Mini-Apple.
wow, you're from lodi! i went to college for a bit in madison and was friends with a girl who was enthusiastically from lodi.