The eight months in south america started in
It was a time with incredible experiences, both positive and negative. There was the arrival in this small fishing village in the north of
The life at the beach, working in boardshorts and t-shirt was an amazing time and I already miss the sound of the waves and the ocean, singing when I am going to sleep. When I look back, I remember some great experiences that I will never forget! I went surfing in one of the best waves in the world, paddling out in the sunset in this warm, glassy water, had dolphins swimming around me while sitting in the lineup, did paragliding in the sacred valley near cusco, went snorkelling with sharks, rays and sea lions, kitesurfed in conditions that I would describe as perfect, climbed machu picchu, snowboarded the endless powder of the andes mountains and met people that will stay in my heart forever and that I cannot wait to see again. There were these key-people that simply made my stay and that I owe big time: Jason from Colorado, you are my man, who was the key that helped me stay in mancora, surf in the morning and drink brahma beer every night, make pizza mama mia, eat pollo a la brasa and enjoy the best of peru. Along with him were Johanna and Gary from samana chakra, that gave me the possibility to work for them without seeing any cv or whatever I have done in the past, “I like your smile” was the sentence I will always remember and that seemed sufficient enough. Gary was the one that, although unfortunately only there with me for a short time, gave me so much inside into kitesurfing, hooked me up with the burton guys down in chile and simply helped me out whenever he could – you guys are just great and amazing and I have learned a lot from you for every part of my life, thank you so much!
I also remember the days with my parents in mancora and the great Peruvian cuisine that we enjoyed at samana chakra and la sirena as well as the trip with my brother along the Peruvian coast and the Galapagos islands, just surfing in our heads, surfing the longest left handed wave of the world and visit this magical place machu picchu, its endless stairs and simply mind-blowing atmosphere.
Now I am sitting here in a small town in the Chilean mountains, waiting for my last day here in
