THE LATIN AMERICA DIARIES ENTRY VIII: What makes you local?
In Santa Teresa, everyone’s from somewhere else – but somehow, everyone’s calling themselves local.
Max Hollingsworth
THE LATIN AMERICA DIARIES ENTRY VII: LEARNING ABOUT LETTING GO
Blonde, stubborn, and too chicken to admit I’ve caught feelings – El Gigante slid right into my soul like a cheeky one-night stand.
THE LATIN AMERICA DIARIES VI: A Nicaraguan groms take on surfing
Nicaragua’s next generation of surfers talk favourite breaks, surf heroes, and the rides they’ll never forget.
Latin American Diaries V: Nicaragua – Caught Inside
Fragments of a surf diary, where each wave writes its own confession in salt and foam.
The Latin America Diaries Entry IV: A Surf City hangover
A family surf trip turns into a front-row seat to El Salvador’s Surf City boom – a world of perfect waves, political tension, and a surf economy not everyone can ride.
The Latin American Diaries Entry III: Efren, the quiet pulse of the lineup at El paredon, Guatemala
In a town where the water’s warm and the people are warmer, Efren is the quiet pulse at the centre of it all.
The Latin America Diaries Entry II: Trouble at the border
Sun-drunk, wave-starved, and locked up – sometimes travel delivers the chaos surfing doesn’t.
The Latin America Diaries Entry I: WHAT’S IN THE WATER OVER IN MEXICO? MICA.
Got rinsed in Zicatela. Got naked in Zipolite. Call it cultural immersion.