Bonjour,
First it was Bob. Then it was Anna.
Now everybody’s learning how.
We just spent a few days south of Casablanca in Oualidia (famous here for its fresh oysters and surfing), where we took surfing lessons.
Anna first got the bug last month after she went to surfing camp for four days with her class. And Bob had already had several lessons (well at least three of them anyway) in Skirhat (just outside of Rabat).
And now Tommy and I have gotten in on the action. And we’re not terrible at all -- everybody was up and cruising the waves. But when asked who was the best surfer in the family, this is how my family ranked themselves.
What do you do in Oualidia when you aren't surfing?
When not surfing the giant waves (or, in our case, somewhat smaller waves), you can always go out and make rather creative sandcastles, using nice bits of trash, like old feathers, beer bottles and broken chunks of concrete that you can't quite move.
Or you can enjoy the view from the nice apartment, while you read a good book.
Or you can walk along the beach.
But after a few days in Oualidia, we were feeling too relaxed, so we headed off to frenetic Marrakesh for some serious art shopping...
A bientot,
Kim (truly the best surfer in the family)
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