From here on in, it’s pretty much Groundhog Day. Surfing, sleeping, eating, drinking beer. Lots of beer. Delicious beer. Some of the highlights include: watching the guys get barreled (no barrels for me unfortunately! I’m still a bit of a rookie), loading all seven of us into the rental car and bottoming out the suspension on every bump, sunsets, sunsets and more sunsets, the local rum called Ron Flor De Cana, haggling over lobster prices with a local diver, watching ‘Surfer, Dude’ on DVD.
Now this is where we go back to complaining about traveling these days and how much American Airlines sucks. We drive to Managua airport getting lost in Managua a few times, getting fined 75$ for having an improper roof rack for our surfboards (ie. No roof rack, total scam by the local policia) and are told by American Airlines that our flight has been cancelled until the next day! After a small freak out by one of our members and much complaining, we are all booked onto another airline and routed through Panama to Miami with an overnight (ie 5 hours) in Miami. From there I flew to Vancouver via Dallas. All in all it was 4 days of travel for 6 days of vacation. Not the kind of ratio you are looking for when seeking rest and relaxation. You can’t win them all and that’s just how it goes sometimes when you hit the road. We had a great time and for the most part the waves were really good. Time to get ready for winter and many more trips and epic days ahead.