It was the 2nd month of my trip, and I was in Sitges, Spain.
My exciting adventure of surfing in Morocco started when I confirmed my volunteering in Bluewaves.
I arrived to Anza in May, it was Ramadan.
The volunteering was in a Surf Hostel called Blue Waves, where in exchange to “work” a few hours per day, I received acommodation, food, tours and surfboards.
Sounds like the perfect job. Right? And so it was.
I say “work”, because I didn’t feel it like a job. Actually, for me, I was living my life’s dream.
Some days I had to serve some hours at the reception, selling surf articles from the shop, organizing the guests for the desert tours and other activities, tell everyone at what time was the surf lesson, etc.
Indeed, when I had my day off, I didn’t know what else to do.
Surfing extra hours? Reading more? Sunbathing more?
Everyday is day off if we do what we love.
From the idea to stay 1 month, I stayed actually 5 months!
Living and surfing in Morocco was one of the best experiences of my life.
Anza, the little town where this happened, is magical. Its sunsets are beautiful, the sun falls straight to the Atlantic Ocean, and you can hear by the speakers the prayers in Arabic. Maybe at first can be weirds, but I missed them.
The sunset was my moment of meditation and gratitude.
Gratitude for life, for my travels, for being in front of the ocean and being able to surf everyday, for having such lovely Muslim ladies, and that cook so delicious, waiting for us smiling at the end of the prayer.
Anza’s surf spot is ideal whether if you are learning or you are advanced.
It has a reef-sandy point and a sandy beach break very friendly and easy to surf.
Especially, if you are beginner and would like to have a first surf experience in Morocco, I recommend you this spot.
It was mid-September and a month before I was scheduled to leave Morocco, to continue my journey over to Turkey with my lovely dog, Rocco.
There were days of mixed feelings and many emotions.
I missed friends that I had met, though I continue meeting amazing people, I watched my Moroccan friends with “nostalgic eyes”, people from the town that is so small you know everyone, Arabic words that I don’t want to forget, songs that stay in my heart.
Those words while at the beach, with my feet on the sand, I wrote on my notebook:
“Today I found myself.Iva.
I found myself grateful.
I found my old self, but different. A better version.
Living day by day, the present, it feels so good.
Although sometimes, my mind keeps flying.
And I need to stop it, and tell myself it’s okey to plan a bit, but that I need to enjoy the Now.”
At that time, I was reading a book called “The power of now”, and helped me a lot in those moments of mixed feelings and emotions, and anxiety for planning ahead the next stage of the journey.
Turkey was a country which I had no idea about.
From Anza and Bluewaves, I have taken many memorable experiences and life lessons.
But above all, I have made friends, good friends, and the ones who I still talk to almost every day, in spite of that many months have passed since life introduced us.
And that’s one of the reason why I write this Blog.
Thus, you can find so good and funny friends such as I found, and on top of that, they are surfers!
And I look forward for many more to come. To me surfing between women, is the funniest thing that exists.