Think hard for one second… of the last thing you would ever want to do hungover. It´s 9 a.m., it´s 35 degrees celcius, your mouth tastes like tequila, and you have to peel last night´s denim cut offs from your polluted body. Then, you remember you signed up for a full day boat ride surf excursion that leaves in half an hour. Pile on the boat for a never ending wild and wavy ride to different surf beaches. Let´s make it known that this was no yacht. It was a fishing boat older than all of us combined. With a bunch of different accents, and the smells of foreigner puke surrounding us, it was nothing short of a miracle that we got through the day (sea sick free).
