Beach Doggie Bloggie

Enjoying the sun, surf and sand with the dogs!

UPTOWN MAGAZINE

“I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark burn out in a brilliant blaze than be stifled by dry-hot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.”
-Jack London

6-MAN MANHATTAN BEACH

Last weekend, I went down to Manhattan Beach with my friend Zoe to check out the 6-MAN Volleyball tournament. Each year, thousands of drunken fans cluster onto the beach by the pier to watch over 100 teams dressed in silly costumes compete. Among the teams are world-class volleyball players, AVP pros and local beach players dressed as Mexican wrestlers, Girl Scouts, Strippers and anything else you can imagine.

I’ve had tons of fun partying on the beach packed with people in years past. Sadly though, last year, I didn’t make it. As I was leaving a party in Malibu to head south, my car was sideswiped on the PCH and I ended up in the hospital (check out August 13, 2008 blog). This year, I was excited to hit the beach to party again.

Zoe and I decided to take a cab since parking is always ridiculous and sure enough traffic stopped short as we got close to the pier. Instead of watching the meter tick to an exorbitant amount, we hopped out and walked the rest of the way.

As we turned the corner of Manhattan Beach Blvd, we spotted the crowds down below. OMG! It is shocking how many people filled the beach surrounding the 28 volleyball courts.

We headed down to the sand in search of our friend Kim, which seemed like a lost cause. Costume clad athletes filled the courts and party people spilled out of the tents that lined them. After multiple text messages and missed calls (what did we ever so with out cell phones!?!), we finally spotted Kim chatting up a tall, handsome volleyball player by court 14, which had Santa Clauses playing a heated match against clowns.

Next, we hit to the Smurf tent where we found our friend Julian and I snagged a Smurf baseball cap to shield me from the scolding sun (also a couple jell-o shots)! We bumped into my friend Todd and his girlfriend and cruised the courts to watch the volleyball matches while baking in the sun.

After 5 hours on the beach, I was ready to head home. The ladies where still raring to go and hit the bars, but I chose instead to head out in search of a cab. To my dismay, I walked and walked and walked (thinking I may have to walk all the way home) and found a whole lot of nothing.

It took almost an hour to find a cab. By the time I got home, I was exhausted from the fun filled day in the Manhattan Beach sun... and I did have a FABULOUS tan!