Fire Island

Having come from Texas and now living in New York City, a Long Island weekend getaway was never on my list of things to do but a quaint beach town called "Fire Island" was something pleasantly unexpected. I arrived on Saturday morning by ferry to a car-free town called Ocean Beach. This island town featured a cute little village with pretty boutiques, ice cream shops, and fine restaurants that turn into clubs by night. Little houses on the island are labeled with beach-themed names and are surrounded by sidewalks that people use to travel around either by foot, bicycle, or golf cart.

The scene of this town was definitely unexpected! It ranged from Long Island guidos to college students and families with young children. The beaches were nice and clean but the water, as always around here, was freezing!

I didn't get to try out the restaurants, since we grilled out and ate in, but I do have to say that the seafood menus around town looked very appetizing.

Since I stayed with friends in a beach house, we did the usual routine for young adults on the island, such as lay out at the beach, eat, drink, and go bar hopping. The bars were a different experience from any laid back beach town; it was filled with overly drunk guidos, party music, and rude bar tenders that tell you what drinks they will and will not serve to you.

All in all, this beach town was very cute and I would go back but try to steer clear of the crowded drunken guido bars.