Westhampton Beach, NY

Being from a suburb of NYC in northern New Jersey most of my friends naturally moved to NYC after college and began their lives. I however, chose to take a job in Washington, DC and now visit my friends from home as often as possible. A few good friends rent a summer share on Dune Road in Westhampton Beach, NY which is an hour and a half from NYC without traffic-which is never the case. We woke up early Friday morning and headed to WHB to my friends house share. WHB or possibly just my group of friends have the typical weekend routine down.  Friday nights at Casey's and Saturday nights at the Drift Inn. Friday we head to Casey's in a large van that of course allows us to bring our open containers in as we head to Casey's. Casey's is a typical Irish bar packed with NYC 20 somethings like ourselves looking to escape the daily grind as we drink and dance the night away all the while making complete fools of ourselves but of course without any shame (meanwhile we should all be ashamed, especially me dancing with a 60 year old regular lady who may or may not have something wrong with her. Saturday we wake up grab breakfast in the very cute town of WHB. Unlike most people's views of the Hamptons it is very quaint and not snooty. Of course it has upscale stores but definitely has a welcoming vibe, not too mention has a beachy feeling to it--feel free to eat in your bathing suit although you might be out numbered by people dressed up in their proper Hamptons Attire. We spend the day on the beautiful beach, very quiet--the only other people on the beach were about 50-100 yards from us. As the afternoon goes on so does our hunger and thirst (but not in that order) as we need to get ready for the "Drift". We walk a couple doors down to John Scott's Restaurant which is right on the bay and has live reggae music playing outside in the afternoon. John Scott's draws in a crowd of 20 somethings as well as families--this doesn't stop us from getting ridiculous and sharing vulgar jokes and/or calling each other vulgar names. After we get a nice buzz going at John Scott's we head back to home to begin pre-gaming and start getting ready for the night. This night a limo picks us up (same price as the van) and brings us to The Drift Inn around 10pm which is early but we were avoiding a long line later in the night.  the place is an outdoor club as you can see in the picture and is located right on the beach...I know the place is crazy when I am one of the least drunk/embarrasing people at the bar.  Very crowded and typical hamptons priced drinks but a lot of fun and not as far as bars in the other Hamptons. Sunday morning rolls around and so does my hangover and dreadful 6-8 hour drive back to Washington, DC.  Excellent weekend and will be back shortly!