In the UK, at one point of a student life, spring break has to be wasted on the beaches of New Quay in Cornwall. At least for those who like the (cold) beach to surf.
I have to acknowledge that part of me wanted to experience that (spring break, even if it was not really spring, and term breaks, even if they were a decade away), but the other half of me is looking forward to the spectacular view that I so often read and hear about. So off we go, me and 6 other friends who sadly forgot to bring proper IDs, which, as you may have guessed correctly, defined how that short holiday went.
Needless to say, all the pubs and great drinking spots are so near and yet so very far! At least 2 of us brought IDs allowing us to buy some alcoholic drinks from the off-license so we can drink at the comfort of our hotel. To add insult to injury, we checked-in to a Spa Hotel which therefore requires the guests to keep the pipes down at night to accommodate those who came to rest and relax. I have to say that if we did not have some good doze of humor, the trip could have ended disastrously! We pulled through, adjusting here and there, and it turned out not too badly in the end.
It was very cold and windy, and god in heaven I cannot understand how people can surf in those conditions. Wet suit for me is as uncomfortable as a corset. Forgive my ignorance but I have been to surfing trips in various points of the Philippines, Indonesia and Vietnam and I have always seen glorious half naked men in colorful board shorts with chest and abs that looked like they have been photoshopped! Ok that was slightly off-topic, but you get my drift. I suppose, when you are stoked, you do what you have to do, even if the conditions are less than ideal. So overall, admirable. But crazy :)