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How to Love the Beach as a Non-Beach Lover

How to Love the Beach as a Non-Beach Lover

By Kathryn_Williams

In this world, there are two kinds of people: mountain people (not to be confused with hillbillies) and beach people. I am a mountain person. Which doesn't mean that I don't like the beach or that I won't invite myself to a friend's beach house so I can lounge in a beach chair and body surf with the best of 'em. I was just not made for the beach. I blame my Highland forebears.

After years of therapy and some rather painful experiments with sunscreen (think eyes swollen shut), I have come to terms with that sandy seaside world. One might even say that I love it (though still not as much as the mountains). So I offer some tips on how to love the beach as a non-beach lover:

Problem: Your pale skin made you feel like a sexy vampire for a while, but since beach season hit, you're feeling more like the albino from the Princess Bride and less like Alice Cullen.
Solution: Fake bake it till you make it. Spray tans and tanning lotions and gels are friends of the pigmentally challenged everywhere.

Problem: You have a tendency to burn like a roaster on a spit
Solution: Lather on the SPF 70 and do your best impression of a beach umbrella with a giant floppy hat.

Problem: You are prickling with stingy, salty, sticky, trickly sweat. Your sweat 'stache has become a sweat goatee.
Solution: ShamWow.

Problem: There is sand in places where sand was never meant to go, and you look like you've got a load in your bathing suit.
Solution: Word to the wise: don't sit in the surf. If you pick up some unwanted loadage, swim out into the water and discreetly empty it.

Problem: The beach is actually kind of boring.
Solution: Two words: bocce ball. Even better when you're able to strategically place your balls close to the hottie a few towels over. (Get your mind out of the gutter.) Or there's always this new-fangled thing called a book.

Problem: Water, water everywhere, nor any drop to drink. Because your friends have guzzled your sweet, refreshing reserves.
Solution: Enter the pickle brine water bottle. No one will ever steal gulps while you're in the ocean again. I also like to bring a big bag of cut-up fruit—it's water in nature's convenient, fun-shaped delivery package.

Are you a beach person or a mountain person?

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Topics: Life
Tags: mountains, the beach, sand

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Kathryn_Williams

Kathryn Williams is the author of three YA novels but only one with an Oxford comma in the title. She is a Taurus and hates writing bios. Check out her website, www.kathrynswilliams.com, and follow her on Twitter @kathrynwauthor.

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