Hello Chaps,
Back in a land where English is the mother tongue and I can be understood when asking what is for dinner.
Last two days spent in Spain where spent without internet access. As fun as it is being cut off from the world it can also be distressing. I will come up with a reason sooner or later.
The reason there was no postcard depicting the waves is due to the simple fact that there weren't any waves. Well no waves besides the 1-2ft dribble which the girls managed to make look good. I never sured, once because I would have floundered around like a cod in batter. Two I was without a wetsuit and three I was not up for the challenge of waiting to see how long it takes for skin to turn blue.
And the reason there were no postcards with girls is they were hiding form me. Contest time, no girls, contest off cameras away and the lovelies come out to play. Go figure.
The scene here is Liencres, Santander. Very pretty.
Next week I jet off to France for the Hossegor event and then back to Spain for Mundaka. Fun & Games while clocking up the airmiles.
Till another postcard enters your inbox I shall part with a profound bit of knowledge . . . . when in London drink tea.
Toodaloo ol boy.
p.s : NEVER fly Iberia, they like to charge US$1000 to take a surfboard home.
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