That morning, the sky over Kuta was clear, and the waves looked challenging. We carried our surfboards toward the beach, accompanied by our instructor, feeling excited even though most of us were trying it for the first time.

When the first wave came, we fell clumsily, dragged by the water. By the end of the session, we managed to ride the waves side by side, laughing freely and enjoying the sensation of gliding over the water.

We sat on the sand, soaking wet but happy. Indeed, falling again and again had brought us closer together. We realized that surfing wasn’t just about conquering the waves, but also about friendship, laughter, and unforgettable moments shared with friends.