Thinking about summer vacation
Wherein dude
Child might be with grandparents at that place with the castle and princesses and long lines. Parents of child need some beach time.
http://www.surfguyssurf.com/SG_Home1.html
Cocoa Beach, FL 4 day camp, $200.00 per person, ½ day surfing each day (8-11am) M-Th
http://www.cocoabeachsurfcamp.com/summer_camp.php
they have an adults only camp. $400.00 per person in 2007. No 2008 schedule yet
http://www.floridasurflessons.com/summer_camp.php#a
adults only camp 6/23-6/27 9:30-2:30. $399.00 per person
Child might be with grandparents at that place with the castle and princesses and long lines. Parents of child need some beach time.
http://www.surfguyssurf.com/SG_Home1.html
Cocoa Beach, FL 4 day camp, $200.00 per person, ½ day surfing each day (8-11am) M-Th
http://www.cocoabeachsurfcamp.com/summer_camp.php
they have an adults only camp. $400.00 per person in 2007. No 2008 schedule yet
http://www.floridasurflessons.com/summer_camp.php#a
adults only camp 6/23-6/27 9:30-2:30. $399.00 per person
posted by bill at 5:49 PM
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That's very cool! I've been trying to talk Icepick into taking surfing lessons ever since he caught one of the Endless Summer movies on TV late one night years ago.
The next morning (paraphrasing from memory):
Icepick: We need to sell everything we own and go on a surf safari!
Me: Um, we don't own that much, so we wouldn't get enough money to finance the trip. Besides, you don't surf, and I hate the beach.
Icepick: Details.
He's been hooked on surf movies (documentaries) ever since. Since we moved back to Florida I've tried to convince him to check out surf lessons at Ron Jon's. No luck yet.
Real men (and women) bodysurf.
We don't need no stinkin' boards.
(unless we're skimboarding, that stuff is fun)
As far as child-free vacation fun, it's hard to resist the siren call of Las Vegas. And if someone tries to tell you that Vegas in the summer is too hot, remember, it's a dry heat, besides you haven't lived till you've taken a pleasant stroll in 110 degree desert air.
Even if you don't gamble, there's the sheer gawkery of insane buildings and massed tourist-y humanity on display to indulge the senses.
(plus pretty good shows, excellent hotels, tasty eats, and cheap flights to get there from just about anywhere)
We've surfed once. The last afternoon of a trip to Costa Rica. If we'd done that the first day, we'd probably still be there. Even more magical than the nest of baby sea turtles that erupted next to our table as we were finishing dessert.
Probably animatronic anyway. As soon as we left the restaurant staff most likely gathered them up and reburied them for the next seating.
There are a number of things I'd like to see and visit out west. Vegas isn't one of them.
And what's up with the Ron Jon Surf Park still not being open? I thought this supposed to have opened in 2006, now I see it's been pushed back again. Has anyone in Orlando actually seen this or is it the physical equivalent of vaporware?
One of the reasons I preferred "Surf's Up" over "Ratatouille" was its mimicing the surf documentary formula.
I'd also recommend "Riding Giants" and watching the Laird Hamilton big wave documentary --more pretty pictures and cool soundtrack -- makes me want to buy a big ass television and giant speakers.
We own both Endless Summer movies, Riding Giants, and Step into Liquid. There's nothing like watching a bunch of nuts do something crazy and live to tell about it. Besides, Laird is very pretty.
Haven't seen Surf's Up yet. I'll have to Netflix it.
And if you're talking about the thing that was supposed to open over on I-Drive, I have no clue about its status. I avoid I-Drive as much as humanly possible.
Yeah, that part of I-Drive is akin to some of the less pleasant Circles of Hell. Even Satan doesn't want to go there.
Be certain to listen to the commentary track with the three featured surfers on "Riding Giants". The amount of cussing done by Greg Noll is almost Ermey-esque, although not as vulgar.
And I keep trying to explain to Kim that if I try surfing and like it anywhere near as much as I think I will, I'll never do anything productive with my life again.
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