I have overcome my reservations about surfers all being posey wankers who talk like they´re retarded (knarley dude? fuck off), and decided to give it a go. At first I hit myself in the face with the board repeatedly, and blamed Kit. This is strangely remeniscent of what happened when he was teaching me to snowboard. Pretty quickly though, in fact on my THIRD wave, I managed to stand up and ride it all the way in. Unfortunately this was just beginners luck and I rapidly became shit again, but I admit it´s kind of fun. Word of advice - never go surfing wearing disposable contact lenses. The salt in the water fucks with the osmolarity or something, and dehydrates them into thick, sticky blobs that glue themselves to your cornea and never come off. We ... read more

So American Airlines never answer the phone. They clearly just give out a fake number to angry, bagless people. In the end we stayed an extra night in Guayaquil and went back to the airport, where we just marched in and swiped my bag out of arrivals, where is was rotating forlornley on a conveyer belt allegedy containing luggage from Panama. Whatever. The main tourist attraction in Guayaquil was "Iguana Park", a small square of grass randomly placed in the middle of the city traffic, covered in litterally hundreds of Iguanas, some of which were fucking massive. They amuse themselves by climbing up trees and pissing on people from a great hight, occasionally throwing themselves to the ground and scaring the crap out of everyone. In exchange for Igunana food (tasty leaves) they will tollerate being ... read more