‘Paddle, paddle!’ ‘Get under the wave!’ ‘Jump on the board, now!’ These words are buzzing into my head. I hate him when he commands. I also hate that Alex is always right, and that I can do nothing about it. The waves are growing bigger and bigger. I get to the point where adrenaline transforms into fear, and even though I am still excited about this, I wonder what the hell am I doing out here. Is this fun or…
It’s full of unpaired slippers in between the rounded rocks. Some surfers must had been looking for them on their way out, and thought they were stolen. ‘I’ve been in Australia, they stole my slippers. I’ve been in Dominican Republic, they stole my slippers. What is wrong with you guys?!’ says the guy next to us. His face is tanned and painted in green waterproof suncream, matching his black and green wetsuit. I don’t even know his name. There are…