Let's go surfing by Laura and Glenna
Let's go surfin now, everbody's learnin how... well not everybody, just Laura and Glenna. On the first night of our stay in beautiful Coloundra, Laura and I found an advertisement for a surfing school. We were having problems deciding between learning how to surf or riding camels on the beach. We wished there was time to do both, but in the end we decided we'd have a better chance of having a gorgeous surfing instructor, so that's what we chose. We inquired at the front desk about the classes and where we could find this surf school filled with babes. We booked a 1 1/2 hour "private lesson" and spent that night dreaming of hot guys, surfboards, and oh yeah, great waves.
Jeanne and Linda told us to practice our "pop-ups" before getting to our session. (We wouldn't want to look foolish in front of our future husbands.) So, Laura and I practiced "popping up" from our bellies to our feet in one fluid motion. Hmmm, how are we going to look good doing that? We practiced a bit and felt pretty confident in our abilitites.
The morning had arrived and we were full of excitement. We couldn't wait to try surfing! Laura and I had talked our moms Carol and Paula into going with us to take photos. We needed pictures to show our future children how we met their fathers.) When we arrived at our lesson, we were greeted by a very cute, very tan young man. We were glad that we had already practiced our "pop ups". He told us John would be our instuctor, so we patiently waited for him to show up. Much to our surprise, our "hunky" surf instructor turned out to be closer in age to our mothers than to us. Oh well, we were ready to surf anyway.
We were issued a "rashie", our surf school tops, and got a quick lesson on the sand. We were off, running into the surf, like first rate surfer girls. Within the first few minutes, Laura and I had managed to actually get up on our boards! John told us we were naturals! We sure felt like it. By the end of our lesson, we had figured out how to turn our boards and everything! It was so much fun surfing in Australia, and even more fun doing such a great job at it. The next chance we get, we definately want to try it again. John was an AWESOME teacher and who knows, maybe next time we'll do even better!
Jeanne and Linda told us to practice our "pop-ups" before getting to our session. (We wouldn't want to look foolish in front of our future husbands.) So, Laura and I practiced "popping up" from our bellies to our feet in one fluid motion. Hmmm, how are we going to look good doing that? We practiced a bit and felt pretty confident in our abilitites.
The morning had arrived and we were full of excitement. We couldn't wait to try surfing! Laura and I had talked our moms Carol and Paula into going with us to take photos. We needed pictures to show our future children how we met their fathers.) When we arrived at our lesson, we were greeted by a very cute, very tan young man. We were glad that we had already practiced our "pop ups". He told us John would be our instuctor, so we patiently waited for him to show up. Much to our surprise, our "hunky" surf instructor turned out to be closer in age to our mothers than to us. Oh well, we were ready to surf anyway.
We were issued a "rashie", our surf school tops, and got a quick lesson on the sand. We were off, running into the surf, like first rate surfer girls. Within the first few minutes, Laura and I had managed to actually get up on our boards! John told us we were naturals! We sure felt like it. By the end of our lesson, we had figured out how to turn our boards and everything! It was so much fun surfing in Australia, and even more fun doing such a great job at it. The next chance we get, we definately want to try it again. John was an AWESOME teacher and who knows, maybe next time we'll do even better!
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