[wannabe]

I grew up in New York. I didn't understand surfing. I moved to California and didn't understand surfing. I tried boogie boarding, (i think it's called) and I got one good ride. What a rush! I cannot surf, but now recognize the effort and balance it takes. I applaud any surfers, and envy them. I'm terrified of the ocean. Jelly fish and hypodermic needles, sends shivers down my spine. I loved watching surfers from the Huntington Beach Pier with a Ruby Burger in my hand. Kudos for you!