Yesterday we got up super early and drove a few hours in search of waves. We wound down a mountainside town that ended at the emerald Mediterranean Sea. The night before was poring rain and howling wind with bolts of lightning exploding all night long. But this morning we were greeted with perfectly sunny skies and light winds to complement good size waves poring into the coastline. After reaching the ocean we drove a few more minutes to an incredible little Italian city and parked right on the water at a little jetty. A wedgie peak peeled off in both directions with a quite little harbor tucked in the background and terracota tiled roofs climbing up the mountains in all directions. We surfed for hours until we literally couldn’t paddle any more. Then we got out and found a little cafe to stuff our faces with piadinas, espresso, and gelato. Then we surfed some more and then we ate some more. Bella Vita is the name of the film that we are here for. A 35mm film about the surfing culture in Italy…
