A Note From Paul: 

"As Boozy Invaders Hit Beach, Hamptons Sound a Snooki Alert"

 

That was the title of a story in the May 26th New York Times.  To anyone who's seen "Jersey Shore" -- or if you've had the unfortunate experience of meeting Snooki in person -- you know exactly what the folks in the Hamptons are afraid of.  When you're looking forward to a restful week at the beach, the last thing you want to face is a group of drunken, loud, obnoxious "party animals". 

Well, if you're here in New Jersey, you might have to pick a beach and take your chances.  But if you're looking for beaches where you'll never worry about running into "Snooki"... read on!

                                                              

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3 Beach Destinations Where You'll Never Run Into Snooki!

Costa del Sol, Spain
There's a reason why they call it "The Coast of the Sun".  The sun is so hot you'll think you're in the Sahara.  But the costs are reasonable.  The people are beautiful, and the food is to die for!  Spain's Costa del Sol is less heavily trafficked than the French Cote d'Azure, but every bit as enticing.


Nice, Cote d'Azure
Ok, granted, it's not exactly a beach.  It's all smooth, round stones with nary a speck of sand in sight.  But oh! what a wonderful place to see and be seen!  From the perfect weather, to the top-notch food, the French Riviera is hard to beat.  Nice is the largest town along the coast, but if you prefer more of a "French country" setting, there are a dozen beautiful towns to the east and the west that can accommodate you in true French style.



St. Barth, French West Indies
I've saved my favorite for last.  Yes, it's expensive, but not as expensive as you might think.  You don't have to rent a villa -- you can still find hotel rooms on St. Barth for less than €150 per night.  Granted, it won't be during high season, you won't be hanging out with Mick Jagger and Microsoft's Paul Allen on a 200-foot yacht in Gustavia harbor -- but it's St. Barth!  No high-rise hotels, no cruise ships pulling in and dumping a thousand tourists onto your beach, no jumbo jets landing at the aeronautic thrill ride they call an "airport".  Just you, the beach, and some of the best food you'll find in the world!  Oh, and even if you're not hanging with Paul Allen... don't be surprised if you bump into him.

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So there you go!  Now, of course, I can't promise you won't run into Snooki on the Costa del Sol, the Cote d'Azure or in St. Barth.  But in case you do, just memorize these words:

Je suis désolé, je ne comprends pas l'anglais!

Then walk away with a knowing smile  :-)

Until next week!