Lastly...Mar del Plata!

A trip, regardless of the destination and companionship,  remains in the memory, for good or evil, as if it had been written in stone.

As to now, after dinner in a restaurant in the most reknown commercial street in Mar del Plata, I feel satisfied.

The mindset ready to tackle the pavement: some running in the morning!

In the previous days just right before arriving to Mar del Plata,  I had been treated as a king by some friends that I met in Montañita (it seems years have gone by since then): great food, wonderful sightseeing around Tandil, real interesting conversations, drinking mate...All my gratitude to everyone for those remarkable times.

After two days of endless roaming and walking around the "city by the sea", the fact of having an ocean, makes a huge difference: crowds of people running by the promenade, some others surfing, coffee shops
packed with fancy marplatenses...

Definitely, a place in which oneself would fit without hesitation.

My bife de chorizo is about to be served on the table, therefore just wishing you a lovely night.

Be good!

PS: Saint John`s night, enjoy the celebrations!

A continent, two hemispheres, and four countries

June 7, seated at one of those ever busy  Miami International airport gate lounges: diverse and unique creatures with one feature in common, getting away from one place to another. Reasons? As many as you may, and destinations? As twice as imagined.
On this occasion, flying all the way down South to Chile; a little while later  the second crossing of the Andes, to visit Argentina.

Fours week past that, heading back North, and even further, as the two last destinations complete, somehow, the "Olde Four Corners Challenge" .
Pretty exciting and intense, sort of a geographical and emotional rollercoaster throughout the longest continent on the Blue planet...

Fellas, be good!!

Senseless images for everyone

 For the records, the "Herald" will,  in short, announce it...


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Chamomile tea, melon berrie smoothie, Gatorade and water...

On vacation times, chances are that there is more free thinking involved. What I mean to say, not only if I have huevos rancheros or Salvadoreño breakfast, but, actually, trace plans for the future.
I seldom come to a conclusion, but I have learnt a lesson:if you have doubts about a place or people, it is because there must be something hidden behind the cover.

A matter of great importance when it comes to "grade" a trip, is the social aspect. On this occasion, staying in
a lodge called "La Tortuga Surf Lodge", meeting other surfers would not be unthinkable.
Obviously, this has been the case, with the mostly typical topic: surfing conditions, surfing destinations, surfing happenings...I know, very narrow minded!!
Observing the characters around the village, it is not too risky consider this place as not a very special one.
Seven days seemed to be, given some circunstances,  stretched out more than what I had desired.

Reading the newspapers served me to reinforce prevoius thoughts. It is not worth of looking back.

Lastly, my brief summary about this trip: sunsets very kind on the eye, fabulous surfing conditions...The rest must be  ignored, and eventually, forgotten.

Remember the Olde rules!!!

Back in the water!

Thankfully, after two days feeling like an insect, I`ve gathered strenght enough to paddle again...
Needless to say, the happiest times in a long period.
Slightly windy, only 4-5 feet, and barely fifteen people on the break point!!!
If I was ever going to have a chance, it would be this. Weak body, unsettled mind, tiresome paddling, everything forgotten after riding a beautiful  blue lefty...Uncomparable with anything.

Not much to add besides a warning: beware of those sharing the path with...

Sleep tight!

Some random pictures...

El Salvador, day 4

Sweet!
All I had written, erased!! You know what? I am not going to retype it.
Supposedly, I am recovered from my illness since I can eat with no major issues.
Regardless of the tide, the waves keep on pumping as a dreamt desire.
I wish some of my best friends were here to share this with them.
Although surfing is an individual sport (way beyond I`d say), seeing your buddies cruising or falling from a wave adds an immense meaning to it.
Switching to the human landscape, a bunch of lads coming from "Western" or developed countries, mixing with locals of darker skin coinciding in such a bubble...
The visit to different Mayan ruins and remains added the "cultural" touch. Tazumal, Joya de Ceren and San Andres alongside a majestic view of a lake (formerly a volcano) as the route highlights.
If you are interested in getting more info about these sites, don`t wait for me to tell you so! Use the net!!
Enough is enough!
Have a good night.

Going where???

A few weeks back, with the usual stress at work, a colourful window opened up to spark my day. Spring break, where to go: somewhere in the US (California, Seattle...), the Caribbean, Central America?
Searching on the net: too expensive, no waves there, endless flight connections....
Lastly, a very unexpected destination: El Salvador!!!!
The tiniest country in the area, with a reputation of being an unsecure place, and fantastic waves.
After four days in El Tunco beach,
many thoughts and impressions gath around my dizzy head.

The most remarkable one, a few minutes pass the sunset, the ocean became an orange-pinkish canvas with a "cavalier" riding it effortless as if was meant to be just that way...

I am near a delirium, and that is a powerful reason to put a temporary end to this story.

Have a good night folks!!

Bye Ecuador!!

Here I find myself in the comfortable couch of my apt. I feel happy to be back, no, I am not that lunatic wishing to start working again!!!  I just can't help feeling Lake Worth as my place (hiding, recovery, healing one...)


Another experience to recall when the time rolls on...Vivid and intense images and sensations: sand, salt, sea, sun, sweat, and some other s's...

I do not want to leave without mentioning to all those who became part of the trip, either physical or spiritually. I deeply know, you do not need to be called out, but you're aware who you are...The Tandil lads, I had a whale of a time with you guys. I just hope one day our paths will cross again, and some"C'mon, yeah and cinta de capitán"  may be refreshed in a different setting with new stories and characters.

I would recommend you to visit Ecuador, regardless of the reasons, just come and enjoy, among others, for those exquisite patacones, chifles, bolones and the endless possibilities of cooking bloody plátanos!!!!

All the best!!

See ya somewhere sometime!!

The youngest day...

Speechless...