It’s July 4th, Happy Birthday America!
Definitely an unforgettable July 4th for me — I have the worse sun burn ever, but that’s my fault because I didn’t put enough sunscreen (I’m burned everywhere my springsuit didn’t cover my skin, ouch). I figured I could use some sun since I spent too much time indoors in front of a computer.
But also, my feet are just scalded, walking on coal. Okay, so not literally, but I might as well have been. My buddy showed me his secret surf spot called “New Break” (where the waves “break” for “new”-bies?) in Ocean Beach, Calif. What he conveniently failed to mention is that the path to the spot included walking across a dry hot trail with no grass. The problem is, on our way back after surfing, we had to walk about half a mile on this red hot boiling surface. Needless to say, my feet now hurt with every step I take and I am traumatized by the event.
What did I do to deserve such a punishment?
On a different note, the view was the absolutely breathtaking. Nevermind the fact that I had to lug a surf board and climb treacherous cliffs barefooted. Maybe I’ll bring a camera next time.