Ericeira

Post #122: Dedicated to: Sway; The Perishers

I can't even begin to describe last week in Portugal. It was the absolute epitome of relaxation, a break I so desperately needed. It was an amazing time with an amazing group of people.

There were times when I'd be waiting for my turn to catch the waves, waiting for my turn to wipe out immediately, where I'd be getting hit in the face with the salty spray of a wave and feeling rather sorry for myself, when I wondered to myself – what on earth am I doing? Why am I putting myself through this?

But these thoughts would almost immediately be replaced with a new hope. Hate to get all Star Wars-y and optimistic on y'all, but after every rough wave, I'd tell myself that tomorrow's a new day. And no, I never fully rode a wave to the beach, I never fully stood up for more than 2 seconds. But being in the water was amazing. Being in the water when it's raining and the wind is blowing madly and the waves are coming down stronger and faster than ever before – there are no words in any language of the world to describe my joy in that moment and time.

And then later, back at the surf lodge, eating meals that were ten times more delicious after an exhausting day, playing foosball with the best opponents one could ask for, strumming the guitar and making up songs in the corner, wrapping up in blankets and pillows and watching youtube videos and movies. These are the times I'll remember of one of the greatest weeks of my life.

I miss Ericeira, Sintra, and Lisbon. A lot. But going back would never be the same without the group of people I was with. So for now, my great memories will have to do.