The magic that is spring break

How can you possibly put into words such a crazy, whirlwind of a week where you are confronted by countless interesting sights and inspired by many others.

Well I guess I can only try.

Part One: South Padre Island, Texas

After months of planning and many, many facebooks messages, even desperate advertisements to fill our lil Blue Beach House, it all became reality when I saw Lillie in her blue VW pull up to the stairs at Dobie Friday, 12 March just before 8am. An excited Matt yelled my name out the window, and with some luggage rearranging, we were off!!!

The drive down took about 7.5 hours with food and fuel stops, not including the supermarket stop before we crossed the bridge, but it went by pretty quickly because we were all keen to hit the beach and embrace spring break. A run-in with the police (nothing bad on Lillie's part besides a missing front number plate) and a car game later, we arrived at Gulf Blvd, South Padre. Liz and I sat in the car counting our notes for the enormous cash deposit we'd be giving up. Eeeek!

Unloading seemed to take much longer than the original loading and it was a little cold outside making me hesitant to visit our beach. We were literally steps away! Some of us (Tom) headed straight for the grey waves, forgetting to help unload. Then we all waited in anticipation for the 2nd car to arrive and for the fun to really begin.

First full day of South Padre brought warm sunshine, a nice breeze and a 25 minute trek south down the beach to the Coca Cola Beach Party. This would become our daily hangout, although for some not everything that happened during those afternoons can be remembered. Personally, I remember everything! From getting my legs shaved by a man at the Bic promo stage to witnessing people drink from an octo-bong and far too much grinding anyone should witness in a lifetime, spring break South Padre definitely lived up to the hype.

There are lots of other crazy stories and eye-witness accounts, which I think deserve to stay at the Blue Beach House, but in summary, I'm glad I got to experience something close to what I imagine Schoolies was like and live up the US college tradition.