Beach freak

Today was a good day. Not just because the sun was rediculously hot adding a new definition to me as a brown little child. It was good because i was finally back at a beachbreak consisting of some incredible swells(waves) and an incredible ammount of rediculously good surfers taking part in Australias favourite past time. It was so nice to finally see it and right upfront and centre after having read about it avidly in the stacks upon stacks of SURFER magazines lying around at various spots at home. That truly made my day, and i just couldnt stop starring at wave after wave that made its way towards the pile of heads and bobbing in the water hungry for fullfilling adrenaline kicks and 10 second rides.
So what happened today, I now consider myself a beach freak.

On another note, being a food lover of great proportions, i finally used the kitchen at the hostel making myself a good size pasta portion with a special pasta sauce taught to me by none other than my parents. So i guess im finding my place in sydney slowly as i awaite the 5 day surf tour up to byron bay which leaves on monday. Till then i have planned to sky dive, go to a few arts museums, and hang at manly and bondi beach.

cheers