( 9:21 AM ) teahouse
Back From the Beach
I'm back!
East Hampton was heavenly. I sat on the beach, ate and slept a lot, and discovered that I'm a natural at boogey-boarding. Next step will be transforming myself into a surfer chick.
The Hamptons are a New York institution. A cluster of small beachside towns nestled on the Eastern end of Long Island, a 2-3 hour drive from Manhattan, they are portrayed by popular media as the exclusive playground of the rich and famous.
I found that parts of East Hampton did live up to that image, while in many other ways it had a rustic charm that I found quite pleasing.
For example:
1. Our first night there, some of the guys in my group hit the bar scene. They came back with tales of $10 beers and crowds of girls who all looked like Paris Hilton.
2. The beach was beautiful, but while swimming, I found a bottle floating in the water. We're all used to seeing the occasional debris on the beach, but this was an empty champagne bottle! Only in the Hamptons...
3. While walking through the town of East Hampton, I saw my first anorexic senior citizen. A woman in her late 60s, with one too many facelifts, wearing a bikini. A sight I'll never quite be able to delete from my mind.
The good news is that I had a nice relaxing time. The bad news is that my camera ran out of batteries on the first day and I didn't get a single photo. I'll have to wait and see whether my friends email any of theirs.
Sorry guys! I'll try to plan better next time. I'm lucky I remembered my toothbrush.
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