And by that, I mean… a beach trip! Hay, so painful to be stuck in the scorching metro day in and out. I would die without an air condition on these days. Anyway, just a couple of post from my past beach trips, because I miss going to one. I really really do. And I have no motivation to lose weight because even a lift of a finger causes me to sweat and it’s so sticky, it’s terribly disgusting.
Anyway, I miss the sipping mojito, happy hour, shakes, reggae music and the whole Boracay vibe. Please take me back to my “home town”, pretty please?!
Aside from Boracay, here is a photo dump from my last surfing trip earlier this year in La Union. The wave totally loved me. It permitted me to go on with long rides and challenged me with some that required for me to balance right away. Ahhh, yes. I know you feel my pain. I miss surfing! I really do.
And yes, I only have one rash guard that I use, over and over and over again since I don’t know when. Do you think it’s time for a change? Haha.
Oh well, those links will take you to my past experiences. I’ll live vicariously through you guys instead (but I’m not giving up hope, please let there be an intervention!).
Stay cool guys!