Yup..these can all be found at Sporting beach club…on a Saturday at around..lets say.. 2:00pm.
First and foremost..WHY ARE THERE NO DECENT PUBLIC BEACHES IN LEBANON? A day tanning shouldn’t end up costing $100. Maybe my friends and I are ignorant..but I’ve been told that if you want to wear a bikini to tan, it is not advisable that you go to a public beach..as: 1. you will be stared at and 2. it might be offensive to the other people there..
Which leaves no other choice that to go to a beach club (unless you are an uber pimp and happen to have access to a roof top pool), where you pay a ridiculous entry fee like 22,000 each.. and then… after a few beers and a basic lunch,,find yourself hit with a bill for 100,000!!
..I miss the days in Miami and Trinidad where I could pack up a couple of snacks and a few drinks,,drive out to the beach..and enjoy the sun..for FREE.
I understand the appeal of beach clubs like Riviera and Oceana..I’m from Miami after all…but what about those of us who don’t want to pay an entrance fee to stare at other people’s plastic surgery, manis and pedis, and diamond encrusted bikinis?!?
Well I weighed the options, and seeing how I hadn’t been in the sun since I left Miami (December 29th) and how I was beginning to closely resemble Casper the flippin’ ghost..I decided to pay for something that should be FREE. The sun…
I enjoy Sporting..I really do..but it was my first time going there for the sun and not for the food..We showed up at around 2:00pm, got a couple of chairs..and I tried to relax..not the easiest thing to do when the other people with me insisted on engaging in a running commentary about every man, woman, and child in the place..
“Did you see her plastic surgery?”
“Look at her bikini, I think you should get one like that!”
“Did you hear how that kid spoke to his Dad? How ruuuude!”
“I wish I was in as good of shape as that guy..”
“Girl, you reeeeally need a pedicure!”
And get this..these were men making these comments!!..I sat there..in between these two babbling men..taking this all in..when..I could take it no longer..(the pedicure comment did me over I think!)
“Can you two just shut up and enjoy the company your with and stop staring at everyone and their mother!” I said.
To which they replied, “We are Lebanese..that’s what we do!”
Ughhhhh!! So I decided to sit up just in time to catch a woman to my right..plucking her chin hairs..and a man, to my left..full on snoring, his massive hairy stomach rising and falling with each breath..
“Oh that just made my day,” I thought..”Am I seriously paying for this!”
All in all, I had a good day..I guess.
..I no longer look like Casper the ghost..
But seriously, does anyone know of a good public beach that I can go to!?!?!?