Yesterday was possibly the best beach day ever. After lunch, Kacie and I met Julia and Leah to soak up some rays at la playa. The beach here is different from the NW coasts. The sand slopes relatively steeply from the high-tide line, so the ocean gets deep a lot faster than it does on the beaches that I frequent in OR and WA. The waves are a lot smaller, and there's really only one line of them; only a few yards of turbulence before you're out in the gently-rocking tide.
We met a chileno named Max who shared his paddle game with us before Kacie and I got hot and bored and headed for the surf. The water is just about as cold as it is in the PNW, but once you get past the break point, it's pretty good swimming. I've never been able to really swim in an ocean, but we went out pretty far and just laid on our backs and let it rock us. The others eventually joined and we swam for quite a while before heading home for dinner.
True to our pattern, Kacie and I then headed out to hang with Cristobal's friends. Jose Manuel described my life like this: "You wake up, you eat lunch, you go to the beach, you eat again, and then you come here to party with us." It's a pretty sweet life, I'm not gonna lie. We all trekked to Cafe Journal again, and I didn't get home until the early morning. Kacie and I wasted another afternoon happily napping on the beach under some 50 spf before going home to eat, agreeing to call when we were ready to meet up with the boys again.
Kacie, Diego, Sam, Me, Jose Manuel, Jacob, and Macarena
Salt-water hair
No comments:
Post a Comment