I’ve never been one for sand. I used to, and still do hate day trips to the beach. I always try to avoid them like a flock of Chickens (they are winged, beaked, devils). There are a few reasons why I avoid them though: - 1) As I waddle across the fine beige stuff, I become a human clone version of Bambi. 2) I hate the fact sand gets everywhere! Even in places that don’t touch the sand. 3) Looking like a Magikarp on the shoreline is not a look I like portraying. 4) Not forget