September in France ist he golden month and so was the rest of August. Theyseem to have had a pretty consistent summer anyway but as soon as the swells got a little longer period things got really interesting. Since I touched ground in France the swells were pumping and nearly every day was a cliche french late-season beachday. Less people on the beach, a different light especially in the evenings and some real punch in the waves made me really really happy over and over again. It was great to hang out with good friends Eva & Moritz and there was a mad week of surf with my buddy Kian which just didnt stop pumping. Even now after 3 months in the Van I enjoy it every day more and more adn love the life on the road. France, it´s been an awesome time! Bye for now and see you in a bit.