Tell The Teacher We're Surfin'...

The Beach Boys 'Surfin' USA' was blaring out of the stereo as we packed our bags. This could only mean one thing. An attempt to get the blood pumping before our surf lesson. 'Motivational' isn't the right word, but it's the first one that springs to mind. Down at the beach we were handed big spaz boards and given brief instructions on what to do by Pat, an older version of a true Aussie surfer. 'Weathered' isn't the right word, but it's the first one that springs to mind.

We hit the surf and flipped a lid or banged a bong or whatever all the terms are that sound hip and street. I thought I'd be bobbits at it so I was well pleased with myself when I found I could do it quite convincingly. 'Professional' isn't the right word, but it's the first one that springs to mind. One of the instructors praised me for managing to 'ride one out.' I have no idea what this means but it sounds cool as and we hi-fived!

The last fifteen minutes I stormed it, standing up everytime and riding some monster rips. 'Exaggeration' isn't the right word, but it's the first one that springs to mind. I was inspired though and will definitely be doing it again soon. I haven't had a buzz like that since Nadine sung 'Show Me Heaven' on Popstars The Rivals.


Back in Surfers Paradise we spent a good few days chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool and shooting some meatball outside of a school. There were loads of nice people. 'Fitties' isn't the right word, but it's the first one that springs to mind.