We had heard so much about Florianopolis (or Floripa as the locals call it) so we couldn’t wait to get here – surf, sea, sandboarding...what more could you ask for? For it not to rain for the entire 5 days we were there! That ruled out the sandboarding so we’ll have to put that on hold until we get to Peru so I was a bit gutted about that but that didn’t put the surfing on hold. I finally convinced Mitch to go for his first lesson! And what a lesson it was. Getting over the initial mortification of Mitch doing stretches in his wetsuit (so not cool!) we grabbed our boards and headed into the water with our surf instructor who had 3 phrases in English and not a word more...”Shayne (as in me!), put pressure in front”, “Meech, stand up, stand up now” and “very good”. But what can I say...Mitch was a natural, standing up on his very first wave and riding it into the shore. I couldn’t believe it. It was the definitely the best fun we had on the trip so far. For a guy who didn’t have a word of English, he was the best instructor I’ve had as well...a far cry from Californian Mike (private joke between me and my sis!). After a few days of rain we decided that we’d had enough and made our way west towards Foz do Iguacu to see our first wonder of South America and make our way onto Argentinean soil...I couldn’t wait!
Shar x
(pic: Barra Lagoa)
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