June 8th: Sunset Surf Forever

Catching the little bit of white water was the most magical feeling. Electric positive energy shot up my body and I felt like…well, like I was walking on water.

OH MY GOD I DID IT!

Then I caught seven more and I was bouncing all over the place.

 Photo by Juliane

Photo by Juliane

The waves were perfect, the sunset was gorgeous, the beach was ours, and everyone was surfing.

Jana, Simon, Juliane, Florian, and I were stoked from our heads to our toes.

“That was fucking amazing!” Simon shouted in his British accent as he came out of the water.

“I knowwwww!” I yelled back.

 Photos by Juliane

Photos by Juliane

When we got back to the house I jumped in the house through doorway and said,

“Guess who is the new surfing world champion?!”

Everybody laughed and cheered. Then we all snuggled on the couches and beanbags on the floor as we drank wine by the fire.

 Photo by Simon

Photo by Simon

Even if I never catch another whitewater for the rest of my time in Portugal or never catch a green wave in my life, I’ll hold that night in my heart forever.