You don’t need a Shore house to have a good time.
It all started in the summer of 1793, when the city came down with yellow fever and all of the rich folks got the hell out of dodge and went to the beach. Here we are, 230 years later, and not much has changed, other than the fact that yellow fever has been replaced by stray bullets and that rich people have been joined by meatheads.
So everyone's headed to the Jersey Shore for the summer, and there you are, like Charlie in
Scent of a Woman, watching them go somewhere fun over break while you have to house-sit some drunk blind guy. Philadelphia is your drunk blind guy, and you're none too pleased about this assignment. But remember: There are few people more interesting than drunk blind guys. Time to get your "I may not have money but I've got moxie" game face on. Here, some kickass summer activities you can enjoy despite the fact that you can't afford beachfront at Avalon and aren't really a Baird man.