jason threw my shoe in a tree at four in the morning yesterday. we were walking back from the bars. hossegor is amazing. i could really live here. the surf is really fun, hollow little beach breaks that span for miles. im really surprised i havent broken my board yet because you can actually ride the wave all the way to the sand and run it out. there are girls everywhere here, most with boyfriends though. the just wander into the water topless and kinda float around. i had my first encounter when i pulled into a little barrel and almost speared a girl with my board. she caught me off gaurd, im still not used to the whole topless thing. hangin around with friends and family has been sweet. its been a nice way for me to relax. traveling on trains every day or every other day for two months was cool but it makes you appreciate spending a little bit of time in your own room relaxing, sleeping on the couch in the day instead of a train, having your mom cook you a great meal. its really strange because it feels like the end of my trip but i dont get home for three and a half months. i hope my board lasts the whole time, i already have a huge ding in it that i have to fix. well anyway france kicks a substantial amount of ass.