Sun, sea and espanol …

CR week 2 … where were we … The Voice, mexican stylie, 2 x swathy lotharios, miss boob job and 2 guys sharing 1 chair.  So a bit about Samara itself, earthquake a couple of years ago changed the surf hence surf schools but hmmm mini surf now.  Pali, local supermarket, has barb wired fence and night watch man but remains the same re Sat in a supermarket back home aka rush hour.  Palm trees on beach, heavy winds be careful of death via coconut.  Small resort, quad bikes, 4×4’s, bikes, jalopies. Restaurants on the beach – Gusto my fav.  Night time sleep (I use that word loosely) mucho dogs barking.  First day at school aka Intercultura on the beach was brilliant.  Hammock and view shot below.  5 of us in class.  All beginners and as such tutor spoke some english to make sure we understood (as opposed to Italy when she just blabbed in italian straightaway which was as much use as a choc teapot).  Classes alternate 8-12 then 1-5 next day.  Therein followed dodgy bott and mucho vomiting deep joy.  What’s that?  Too much information?  Aaah thanks to mama tica Xinia for ‘there there’ and looking after.