Today you could really feel the weather changing. It was abrupt almost, that feeling I got as soon as I opened the door this morning: summer is slipping through our fingers. After nine months of almost consecutive summer (aside from that month of extreme cold in Switzerland), it was one of the most refreshing feelings I have felt in a long time...so sweet and fresh that I went running. With the change in weather, however, comes some other more interesting changes. Although it's mostly due to a storm sweeping across the island, you couldn't help but notice the massive waves, crashing against the shore. Most people watched from a safe distance as the pro and someday expert surfers/kids fought for every huge wave that came crashing down. I watched in shock, wondering how people surf those things without seriously hurting some body part of some sort. The worst part is that I had a student's words echoing through my mind: don't worry, the waves get bigger. A lot bigger in winter. These may seem like positive words, considering how puny the swells look in January. But for a beginner who loves those one footers, it's fear that strikes you when you see that 9 foot wave wipe out half a dozen surfers. Time to get good, fast.
