Today was the WORST DAY BY FAR… and it’s all because of Surfer Drew. (Not really, it’s all because Doheny waves were nonexistent. It’s only kind of because of Surfer Drew).
The plan was that I was supposed to call Drew at 8 and wake him up, he was supposed to check the surf reports, Doheny was supposed to be perfect, and we were supposed to have the best surfing day ever. That plan went to shit when Drew didn’t answer his phone, and Surfline.com told me that Doheny was “flat.” So we figured we’d head down to HB to surf, and by the time we got there we figured he’d be awake. He wasn’t. So we scoped out the surf (too big for us) and went to HSS to try and figure out a plan of action. We shopped, Leigh bought a bikini and we chatted with Mark. He and his Dad gave us the brilliant idea of going to Newport Pier because apparently the waves are smaller there. So they hooked us up with boards for Leigh and Robyn (like the good old days!), we strapped them in the back of the truck and headed down to Newport.
Newport was disappointing. Waves were absolutely perfect but it was soooooooo crowded. Leigh and Robyn chickened out. I went in but felt so guilty after getting in the way of so many people so I got out and we went back to our home sweet HB to tan. We returned the boards, Mark told us that Newport’s always crowded “everybody runs into everybody!” and we tanned on the beach for an hour.
Then came the drive home. The WORST drive home ever. Somehow because of ghastly traffic, it managed to take us OVER TWO HOURS to get home. It was a sick joke. We started going a bit crazy. I wanted to rip my hair out. Like, I wanted cupcakes soooooo bad, but I didn’t want to stop cause we knew the traffic on Santa Monica would only get worse the closer it got to 5… Leigh at least had a new bikini to be excited about. At one point I ended up doing a very illegal maneuver driving the wrong way down a one way street and pulling two illegal left turns just to escape the stop and go traffic that we’d been sitting in for like an hour.
We arrived home to what we thought was Angelina’s Range Rover on the street, Dave & crew filming a movie, and an apology message from Surfer Drew: DUUUUUDE!!! I KNOW YOU THINK IM THE BIGGEST *FLAKE* OF ALL TIMES, BUT!!!!!! IM MY BESTIES BDAY LAST NIGHT SO WENT TO GO SEE HER DJ SPINN AT SUM CLUB AND ENDED UP STAYING UP TILL 5AMMMM!!! HAVING AN HEART TO HEART BC SHE HAVING TUFF TIMES RIGHT NOW, THEN I SLEPT IN TILL NOON!! BUT ITS STILL FLATT IN DOHENY!!! Don’t worry Drew, we’re not mad. Maybe someday we’ll get to go to Doheny…
To get out of the way of the movie, to boost our morale, and to get some exercise we decided to walk to Pinkberry for dinner! I decided to invent an Almond Joy pinkberry: original pinkberry, double milk chocolate shavings and double coconut. It’s my new favourite. Definitely never would’ve thought I’d like plain pinkberry that much! Leigh and Robyn both got plain/pom twists with variations of coconut and coconut milk choc shavings. After eating our larges, we decided that we weren’t quite out of our bad day slump. So we pooled all our moneys and realized that we had enough for another medium to split! So we got it, the guy at the counter thought we were nuts, and then we walked home. So satisfying… but not as satisfying as a nice Vanilla Milk Chocolate Sprinkles Cupcake would’ve been… Maybe tomorrow. After our London Hotel pool party.
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