The summer love story may have fizzled, but Miriam is that much better of a surfer. The friend of the "love interest" showed her the ropes yesterday so she was well taken care of.
She borrowed Andrew's old board and spent a couple of hours soaking up the surf:
There she is looking like a local (on the far right):
Blake and I were down the beach a bit where he could play in the waves. His favorite game was to hold two handfuls of sand and wait for the wave to come up. Once the wave came, he would throw the sand in and scream in delight. Ah, to be young again:
This morning I will drive Miriam back to Livermore so she can decide what to do with her last two weeks in the US. It was great having her and she will definitely leave with some surfer memories.