BAH!!! PAUL!!! THAT PICTURE!!
Paul finally learned how to send pictures to the site so I don't get to screen them anymore!!!
I hate that picture.. I mean.. I like the boards and everything but I was wearing pajamas, no makeup, hair a mess and have just gotten back from a very very very long car drive after surfing and not having showered for days and days and smelling like a combination of wetsuit, urine, dolphin tears, shark shite and seal piss..
FINE! I'll stop my whining like a pathetic spoiled little princess... It was a pretty awesome trip... I learned the very fine art of duck diving big huge foamballs and being spat out in glory on the other side. I got to hang out with my fabulous boyfriend and a bunch of great friends. I met a few people and chatted with a bunch of cool campsite managers. I got worked most of the time but I came out without a scratch. I thought I was gonna die at little rincon when I ended up whhhayy down and had to carefully and slowly hike my way back.. taking a few steps and then brasing myself against the rock wall when the waves came and tried to cream me against it and taking a few steps again then brasing myself against the rock wall again and.......... still, came out without a scratch on me or the board.. Got a few good waves, had awesome camp fires, got drunk, puked, had lots of sex, watched lots of sunsets, told lots of stories, almost got thrown in the mexian jail for walking on the streets with beer in hand at 2:30 am on new years day, argued about politics, religion and everything in between, cried, laughed, smoked, filmed, took pictures, shopped, watched dolphins in the lineup, bought surf boards, surfed, surfed, surfed, surfed..... ya.. it was a good trip...
