It was May of 2010, and we boarded a plane for the first time as an organization to travel to a country we knew little about: Nicaragua. It was easy to fall in love–beautiful lush vegetation everywhere you looked and home to some of the friendliest smiles and most welcoming people I’ve yet to meet. Maybe we just so happened to catch it at the right time, but still to this day the waves we surfed that week are filed away in my memories as some of the best waves I’ve ever surfed.