surfergirls, I need your help!

the thing is… as much as I love sunshine and salt water… the combination “devours” my hair! what shall I do? put oil in it before my sessions? coconut butter? conditioner? shave it? ;)

PLEASE HELP!!!

being silly II

my shaper boys from hani’s have been doing some cool stuff these days:

so, ever since I saw the video I was wandering how they did it. today I got the answer:

big lol & thumbs up guys! :)

being silly

while worrying about all my beloved friends in israel at the moment, I just need to do some really stupid things to think about something else…

like this…

spongebob surfing dashboard point in my car :D

tu me manques…

what to do on a rainy wednesday? riding messy waves – just to get wet! ;)

rooftopping

it’s almost one week since we’ve returned from our surftrip to taghazout/morocco, so I guess I should really keep going (as hard as it is) and tell you a little bit about this stinky, though lovely surfers’ village.

we’ve arrived in the middle of the night after a three or more hours drive from marrakesh. it was cold and rainy and our taxi driver had no heating in his old mercedes-benz, so we had to drive with open windows, because when we closed them, they were filming over with condensation and our driver couldn’t see a thing. so far so freezing.

finally in taghazout we checked in to our room, well – I don’t know if you can actually call it a room, it was more kind of a big broom closet with two beds and no window, which is actually quite popular in this region, so I wasn’t too worried about it. and anyway far too tired to care at all.

when we woke up in the morning and went to the community terrace, we saw this to the left…

…and this to the right…

…so I straightly went up to the rooftop to have a larger view of this fantastic spots, but then I saw this…

ok, so there is hardly any booze available in this lovely little village, but if I had a rooftop with one of the greatest surfspot-views in the whole world and I cannot open an open air pub up there, I would at least make it cosy. and you don’t even need a lot of money for it. some old mattresses and cushions, some plant pots and you’re done! or what about a small rooftop café with a fabulous view over hash and anchor point? or even a rooftop “hostel” (like you have it in jerusalem for example) where surfergirls and -boys can sleep under a starry sky?

I guess there’s only one solution: I have to buy (well, being realistic about it, rent) something there and make my dreams come true! :)

the girl is back in town

yes, I’m back home. no, I don’t like to be.

morocco was dirty, smelly, messy, scary and sometimes rainy. but in moments also sunny, funny, lovely, sexy, earthy and hearty. I miss you…