SURFING in Portugal

Today I woke up bright and early and I hopped onto a Moped and drove to the nearest town to pick up some cash ( our town is so . Actually, I was just sitting in the moped behind some guy from the hostel. But it was my first time and it was really fun. We were wizzing down the highway. I wanted to drive but you need a drivers' permit.

After that I headed to the beach and had an amazing surf. Absolutely wicked. The waves were great and of a light turquoise color. I caught some 'greens' and even glided my thingers through the waves. I was on such an adrenaline high. And I was so happy that I was singing in the waves. Making up my own lyrics to songs I only know of the melody...

Then I relaxed in the sand dunes. And got burnt. Disgusting creature I am for not pounding on the SPF. I didn't even think about it. The Portuguese sun is waaay stronger then the Canadian sun, I'll tell you that. The owner of the hostel has been taking care of me with his giant aloe vera plant. My skin is the same color as my lips.

This is the sickest hostel I've ever been in. It's so cool. It's kinda like a house ontop of a hill overlooking the Atlantic ocean.