That’s a veritable truth in most places, but not when it’s beach volleyball. At least not when it’s beach volleyball out at Volleyball Beach.
Why? Because every night just gets better when you’re playing beach volleyball. And when you have the softest sand, the best waitresses and the most creative chemists behind the bar like you do at Volleyball Beach it’s easy to understand why.
The first week you’re shaking the rust off, retraining your legs how to jump, your arms how bump and your voice how to order a vodka and Vitamin Water.
The second week you’re recovering from the first week, but feeling like you’re finally getting your groove on (or back on, as the case may be). You can’t actually raise your arms above your waist because they’re so sore, but your teammates confirmed that they watched you get your feet off the ground when you decided you were going to attempt to block.
By the third week you’ve removed “Advil” from your own personal food pyramid and instead replaced it with “beer”. As an added bonus and can now land on both feet without falling on your butt, and you now call the waitresses by their real names instead of “hey smokin’ hot beautiful woman”.
By the time you’ve hit week six you’re already playing better than you ever did last season, and you’re sure your team can move up a level. You’ve made so many new friends you’ve run out of fingers and toes to count on.
By the end of the Spring season you’re ten weeks in and the weather is perfect. You remember all your new teammates’ names and you’ve managed to increase your vertical 50%. Your team pulled off a victory in the Tournament of Champions and Summer season awaits.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is why we play volleyball in the sand. With our friends. And beer. And Julio, the legless-flamingo. And at the only place where you get the best of all worlds – out at Volleyball Beach.