Saturdays are days for doing things that are a bit different like surfing, for example.
So for starters, let’s call it attempted surfing. In a perfect world, it is the ideal activity for social distancing. It meant however that I needed to lug my surfboard on the train, tram and bus all the way to the beach.
So why do I call it attempted surfing? Well, I managed to ride a few waves but didn’t actually stand up on a single one. On the one hand the waves were a bit rough and really quick after each other, so it takes a considerable amount of effort to catch one. On the other hand, it has been more than a year since I surfed using my own board and I’ve forgotten that it takes a whole new level of balance to use and honestly I’m unfit. Well, it can only get better from here…
Be kind. Stay safe