El Salvador

7 days before we left for El Salvador i got a text message from my dad. 

 Dad: wana go to El Salvador?                                                                                                                                                     Me: yes 

Somehow this is how most of our trips are planned. In the next couple of days I found out why we were going.  My dad (UCLA pole vault coach) had an athlete whos parents were flying my dad to El Salvador to coach him in an international meet.  He was going to be staying in a surf resort so he invited myself and Tate (brother) to joint the trip.  

Recently I've started taking photos again. I've been pondering how the best way to share my photos and decided a blog was the best way, theres no telling if I'm going to keep this up or what but I really wanted to post this trip. So ENJOY!

P.S. the photos I'm in my dad took  

THE VIEW FROM THE POOL

FIRST THING WE DID WAS JUMP IN THE WATER

NOT THE MOST WILLING MODEL BUT HE WILL DO THE TRICK

THE GATE TO THE SURF

WE WALKED DOWN THE BEACH A BIT BUT IT WAS TO HOT TO EXPLORE

THIS IS HOW WE SPENT 90% OF THE DAYS

AFTER YOU SHOWER THEY TAKE YOUR BOARD AND HANG IT UP, PUT A TOWEL ON YOUR HEAD, AND HAND YOU A GIANT WATER BOTTLE

THIS IS THE AT THE TABLE, AND WE PRETTY MUCH JUST SAT LIKE THIS AT EVERY MEAL JONESING TO GET OUT IN THE SURF

THE RESORT WAS BEAUTIFUL AND THE SURF WAS PERFECT HEAD HIGH WAVES

THE SURF GUIDE TOOK US TO SEE A COUPLE OTHER SPOTS, YOU COULD REALLY SEE THE POVERTY

WHATS A SURF RESORT WITHOUT PING-PONG?

THE VIEW FROM THE BIG RESTAURANT