The owner of the hostel is away in America and we've got pretty friendly with his friend Adam who's looking over the hotel while he's away. Now the hotel hosts a party every Friday as the pre party for jungle party just down the road, it was that busy that I ended up helping behind the bar and dishing out shots etc.. So Adam was paying me in free beers and free shots.. Had a wicked night! But way too many shots for my liking and paid for it the next day.. Ah well worse places to lay down all day...
People worldwide actually come here to surf, and the whole little town is kitted out for surfers, bikes hound round everywhere with side racks for surfboards and little BBQ shacks along the road. After asking a lot of people we decided to pay for an hours lesson and see if were any good. Well two teenage lads turn up to take our lesson; and all 4 of us plus a surfboard manage to fit in Motorbike taxi.. A fairly uncomfortable ride..! When we got there I was expecting a 20minute run through on land on how to pop up on the board and how beat to stand etc... Well they showed us how to pop up for 2 minutes.. Then took us straight into the sea... Their English... Wasn't really English.. He just said paddle paddle paddle and pushed me into a way.. Whatever the question I asked him, he just responded with yes... I spent 90% of my time lying on the surfboard waiting for a wave to come.. Although by the end I managed to stand on the board.. Sort off. And besides breaking my toe when I fell off.. I had a good time!