Yesterday wasn't a great day. It contained a few good moments, such as a delicious lunch at a favorite restaurant in San Jose, and taking care of some business that has lingered for nearly eight months, but those events were bracketed by an unpleasant exchange at the Tamarindo Airport with one of the employees and two fairly bumpy flights to and from San Jose... ok, flight two wasn't fairly bumpy, it was borderline rollercoaster. All that lead up to an entirely unsatisfactory surf session until sunset, then a light meal and off to sleep on the family room floor because the bats in our ceiling are throwing little bat fiestas right over our bed at night... we are awoken at least four or five times.
But enough of yesterday. Today I woke up at 6 to a beautiful day and a friend shouting my name on his way to go surf. Since there was no wind to speak of and I could hear the waves pounding, I grabbed the 9.0' and jogged down to a perfect scene of rolling five footers barreling up in sections. Delicious. The only three people in the water were friends of mine and the sun was just peaking up over the trees, still coloring the puffy little clouds with gold and pink. A pelican hovered alongside me as I paddled out, and no sooner than I said g'morning to my buddies, I spun and rode a loooooong right just about all the way back to the sand. For those of you who don't surf- it really doesn't get much better than this.
About two hours later, with jelly arms and a rashy belly, I finally called it a morning. I lost count of the number of waves that I rode today.
Now at 8:30 it's time to go to work, but no matter what happens in the office, it has already been a great day!
PS: one of my buddies was out with a camera this morning, so we might get a photo or two- stay tuned!