On Saturday we got up, ate some cookies for breakfast, and sat up in our loft of of hostel room (P.S if you ever go to Pichilemu stay in room 17. You can fit 3 people in there...one in the loft!!) where it gets super sunny and warm. It was a gorgeous day out! Perfect for a picture taking excursion. We went on a walk around town and then ended up in the center where there are lots of cheap eats. We found a Burrito place (Praise God) and had some delicious chicken & guacamole burritos. Then, as fate would have it, we bumped into a guy that we had met in Santiago a couple weeks back (another "we're at a bar, and a group of guys comes and sits with us and makes things hilarious and slightly uncomfortable" time). Turns out Nick, a surfer from Northern Cali, and his friend Pez, from England were here for the weekend too. It was much less awkward this time as they were lacking the third leg of their entourage, Craig.
Anyways, we had a surf lesson at "Manzana 54" at 330 so we headed down to the shore.
I
HATE
WETSUITS!
I think you need to be super skinny and have skin texture like vasoline to have an easy time with them. Katie and I were given, potentially too small of wetsuits, and were giggling and struggling like crazy to get them on. In front of like 6 tanned Chilean boys. Not the best time of my life. So finally, wetsuited up, we all went down to the beach with Carlos and proceeded to stretch and jog and learn surf-theory. We drew surfboards in the sand and laid down on them and "learned" how to paddle and then jump into position on the board. A second instructor, Pablo, came down and took Katie and I over as a special project...I having ZERO experience. When we were finally out in the water we would lay on the boards and wait for a good wave. Then Pablo would push the boards and we'd attempt to ride a wave. I got up about a half dozen (maybe more?) times and rode a wave about 3 times. A baby wave.
After an hour or so when I was finally getting the hang of it, I was so tired that I couldn't pop up onto the board any more...I'd get to my knees and then just fall off. Hah. I have a lot of water in my head still and bruised ribs. And just about every part of my body hurts...but it was SO MUCH FUN! Also, it wasn't super warm in Pichi. I'm suprised I even went in the water. But those wetsuits really do work!
We made friends with Pablo, who offered to bring us home to Santiago the following day, and then met his friend Dave who is from Illinois. We ended up hanging out with them later that night...we went back to the burrito place (their choice..."do you girls like burritos?" hah.) and then back to Pablo's house (he's from Pichilemu) and were joined by Oscar, who also works at the surf shop. We played Uno. I hadn't played that game since like 1992...and it was so fun! It was street vendor uno so some of the colors were messed up (brown, a substitute for blue?) We drank some Pisco and Grape Fanta (Katie's drink of choice, newly named Pisc-uva) and then headed to Waitara for some dancing and Pichilemu culture. I think we were the only "Gringas" there so I felt a little uncomfortable. People were staring so much...and one guy pinched me & winked at me while dancing with his girlfriend. Gross. Katie and I turned in at 400...but it was really more like 50o because of the time change!
(1) That's Katie! She made it on the promo poster from last time...
(2) A view of where we surfed.
(3) More views...lots of waves!
(4) Katie & wetsuit struggles.
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