March 7, 2009

Have a wicked weekend.


It's been a surf-crazy week here. Between all the French and German wave-hunters, the big swell, and the arrival of the #1 ranked surfer in Ecuador (Mario, aged 22), you can't help but learn the vocabulary.

surfista (surfer)
surfear (to surf)
tabla de surf (surf board)
olas (waves)
marea (tide)
rocas (rocks)
tiburon (shark)

I guess it's infectious, because on Wednesday I paddled out on a borrowed board and began my Galapagos surf education. It was great not needing a wetsuit, but the rocks--which exist at almost every beach--scare me. The exception is Porto Chino, the white sand beach on the other side of the island. I'm borrowing another board and taxi-ing there in an hour. Last night the surfista Mario shouted that he would come with, but it was at the end of a bottle of rum. Vamos a ver.

2 comments:

  1. ohhhhhh mary how i do envy you at this moment.... march snowstorms!!!

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