Now I recon you aren’t particularly interested in my carelessness, nor am I particularly interested in sharing this with the world. That being said, here’s the story of how I managed to blow a whole month’s budget misreading the fine print. It kicks off with waking up late, slightly hungover, and not fully packed. That’s …
“This place has a really cool feel to it.” It’s not just the full leather adorned by the 480 microbrewery supporters. Nor the “don’t give a fuck” attitude of anyone born before the 90s. But rather, what knits those together, damn near seamlessly. Somewhat personified by the ultra hip bartender interluding your friends, surf …
Tropical illness, as far as mine is going, is fairly mild – thank god. It however has resulted in an incredibly dull week. You see that bad boy up there? That’s where I’ve spent my entire week. This in turn has resulted in incredibly sparce pickings to write about. I could tell you about …
Oh god damn I’m hung over. Fuck this place, there’s no way I’m getting stuck in this tourist trap for the week. I caught the last boat in and I’m gonna catch the first boat out. You see the swell of the decade is heading our way and is threatening to stop all boats and …
We caught word of an uncrowded wave breaking in an isolated bay. So we set off to the nearest port at the crack of dawn. After approaching a couple of fishing boats with the aim of charter, we finally find one with a price we could justify. Our captain introduces himself as Superman. Welcoming us …