I am beginning to wonder how many “best days of my life” I am allowed to have. I think I’ve said that at least 4 times here already plus there was the 3 times I went to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter and the day I discovered BERRY MILKY WAYS.
Today…was one of the best days of my life. I have always wanted to learn how to surf. I mean who doesn’t? People who can surf are just on this level of cool that I can only dream about reaching one day.
TODAY WAS THAT DAY.
We found a surf camp… 2 and a half hours for 60$… guaranteed stand up. He picked us up from school and dropped us back off when it was over.
I LITERALLY SURFED. FOR LIKE 25-30 SECONDS …depending on how long it took for me to once again lose my balance and swallow salt water.
I saw a jelly fish…which apparently isn’t a big deal because it’s not “deadly.” OH OKAY.
The ocean showed me who was boss. (it’s not me…FYI)
I saw a dog surf…and it was better at surfing than I was so, whatever.
I learned what a “true australian dish” was…turned out to just be chips (french fries) covered in gravy and melted cheese sprinkled with chicken salt.
Not only did I surf…more than once mind you… I also saw a whale, toured a resort that is being built, and saw the REAL Australia…like the real beaches, real towns– not filled with tourists.
We saw secret beaches, real surfers, a little surf town… all in all a perfect day.
I am bloody exhausted. Next weekend we head to the Great Barrier Reef.