My husband and I went to a 5-day surf camp in Australia. All we did was eat, sleep, and surf. Our instructor would wake us in the morning by knocking on the door in our hostel-like accommodations. We ate communally with the instructors and other campers. Every day was the same: breakfast, surf, lunch, nap, surf, dinner, sleep. We surfed at different beaches and were taught about tides and reading the conditions. We were tired, and sore, and happy. We were immersed without a care in the world.
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