France has always been a country that I've loved to visit. The culture. The history. The appreciation for fashion, beauty and self. The fact that they treat Sundays like Sundays and acknowledge that life is more about enjoying then it is about working. Then, of course there's the wine, cheese and the chocolate croissants... This time around I found myself there for other reasons. I had the privilege to call France home for September while I hosted and taught yoga for four, week long surf holidays. Hossegor, which is in the south west corner of France on the Atlantic, is a surfers haven. Known for its big heavy beach breaks and for hosting the Quiksilver Pro every year, there is always some good surfing to be had - and incredible surfing to watch.
These four weeks consisted of surfing, eating, napping, yogaing and of course having a drink or two. My favorite thing about the last month (other then surfing, eating, napping and yogaing) was the opportunity to meet new like minded people. Every week a new crew of pale skinned, avid surfers would arrive. What they got: tips from the Surf Sistas and Big Friday surf coaches Rachel, Sarah, Ben and Daisy. Amazing food from our Californian chef Rhea and 'assistant' Allen. And daily yoga sessions to help make everyone surf a bit stronger and end up a little less sore.
Friendships were formed and memories were made. Everyone left a little fuller, a little browner, more flexible and a step closer to becoming a surf pro.
France. Thank you for the good times. If you get the chance, go. I'm sure I will be back...