I took one step and then another. Each one felt like fiery balls of flames had reached up beneath the sand and scorched the bottom of my feet. The hell with dainty steps. I made a mad dash to the water. I’m sure I pushed up sand on the other people on the beach, but I was in survival mode.
“Sorry, sorry, excuse me, sorry.” Yea, I was “that” guy.
We had gotten to the beach on Friday afternoon. I sat under my umbrella for about an hour. When I was bored with my book, I decided to check out the waves. I clearly wasn’t thinking. I knew the sand was hot, but I didn’t realize how hot. Even at 75°F (24°C), sand in direct sunlight can reach over 100°F (38°C). And the temperature on Friday was well above 75°F. Fortunately, when I got closer to the water, the heat let up.
As I soaked my feet in the ocean surf, Dante’s Inferno came to mind. It’s the first part of Italian writer Dante Alighieri’s 14th century narrative poem The Divine Comedy. In it, Dante describes Hell as having nine layers. The circles, from top to bottom, are: Limbo, Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Anger, Heresy, Violence, Fraud, and Treachery. They spiral downward, gradually increasing in wickedness, until reaching the bottom point which is as far from heaven as possible.

I’m not much of a theologian or comparative literature expert, but hot sand sure does sound like it’s the First Circle. When I once again found refuge under my umbrella, I came up with eight other layers with a beach twist. Here they are:
–Second Circle – Lust: Getting suntan lotion in your eyes. Lust in the heart, burning in the eyes, right? Burn baby burn.
–Third Circle – Gluttony: Having problems getting out of your beach chair. (Damn, those chairs are low to the ground.)
–Fourth Circle – Greed: Forgetting your hat, cash, suntan lotion, umbrella in your car or house and having to walk back to get them. Greed will get you every time!
–Fifth Circle – Anger: Dropping your phone in the sand. You’ll be picking sand out of the crevices for the next ten months. And just to really upset you, you’ll accidentally drop your water bottle too. Every drip of condensation will now be filled with sand. Are we having fun yet?
–Sixth Circle – Heresy: You loaded up on sun tan lotion before you hit the beach but that doesn’t mean a thing. The sun has crazy-exact radar. It knows how to get you where you’re least protected. Burn anyone?
–Seventh Circle – Violence: Jellyfish look squishy and safe. However, they can leave stinging sores. These sores can ruin a beach trip. It’s like a Buffalo that looks all soft and cuddly. Once it gets upset though, it can gore you, sending you ten counties away.

–Eight Circle – Fraud: Can you say attack of the sea gulls. They know when you have food and they’re ready to attack.
–Ninth Circle – Treachery: Crowds, crowds, crowds. If you need to drive to the beach, searching for a parking space can make anyone lose patience. And even if it’s right outside your door, there’s nothing to say that you’ll find an actual spot on the beach. And if you do, it will most certainly be located right next to the guy that’s determined to have the loudest boom box on the beach. And he’s determined to play “Escape” (The Pina Colada Song)” by Rupert Holmes as many times as humanly possible. Are we having fun yet?
Yes, there are definitely nine realms of hell on the beach. Can you think of anything to replace or compare to my nine? Good luck.
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Those are perfect
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I love the beach. But, can’t you see these playing out this way in the netherworld. Ha, ha.
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omg, I just laughed out loud like a lunatic in public. a compliment to your post )
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Oh, what a great compliment Beth. I love to hear that. I’m squawking now like a bunch of seagulls chomping on a bucket of French fries that they stole from an unsuspecting beach goer. Ha, ha. Thanks Beth!!!!
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hahahahaha-
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Funny post. I think we can all relate. I love going barefoot, but the heat won’t allow me to go outside without shoes, breathing gear or suntan lotion. My skin is beginning to look like dried alligator,
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Oh, I hear you. The heat is nasty. You gotta be prepared. And no I don’t believe you about the dried alligator. You kid. We’re always tougher on ourselves. But I will say this . . . in some circles alligator goes for a high price. Ha, ha.
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Thanks Brian. I’ll remember to donate my skin when I die, along with my heart, lungs and other organs that might be viable.
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I just read about a family that experienced a tragic loss and donated their son’s organs. So amazing how you’re able to help the next person!!!!
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I love this, Brian! We a great reinterpretation of the nine. There has to be a realm for getting on a paddleboard without a paddle, right? I’m hoping to avoid that one!
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Oh, I love that one. Gotta go with the waves. No paddle. Ha, ha. Yes, I would want to avoid that one too. The beach was fun while it lasted. Need to find a way to get back. Ha, ha.
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Hilarious! I felt like I was there with you…and now I’ve got hot feet for some strange reason! 😜
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Burned the bottoms of my feet. Damn sun and sand. Of course, I’m back home today and wish I could go back. Ugh. Damned if you do, damned if you don’t. Ha, ha. Guess I gotta go back in my dreams.
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😜🥰😜
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Very creative take on a visit to the beach. I may have trouble with my broken ankle getting out of my low beach chair. I may have to invest in a camping chair instead! Thanks for the heads up.
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Yes, the camping chair is better. My mistake we took two camping chairs and the rest were beach chairs. Wouldn’t you know it – my college son kept stealing the camping chairs. Um hello, they’re for your parents. Ugh. Kids today. Ha, ha. Yes, the beach chairs are tough to get out of normally. I can’t imagine they would be great for a broken ankle. Yes, yes, some very painful PT. Ha, ha.
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Kids! My husband uses a camping chair and I use the beach chair. We have to trade this trip or else by one more camping chair!
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Yes, damn kids. Ha ha, I’m kidding. Have fun. The Atlantic was warm but I would definitely trade you beaches! Ha ha. We had a great time. I’m posting some beach sunrise pics later this week that will get you ready for your trip!!!!
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We don’t leave for a few weeks. I wonder how I’ll do in the cottage we rent with steep stairs from the bedroom up to the kitchen, living room and bathroom!
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OMG Brian, you had an adventure that sounds like a movie! 🤣😝😂 But the attack of the sea gulls and the sting of a jellyfish, well you certainly had the nine realms unlike Dante’s descriptions! This was toooo doggone funny! 🤿🪁🏖🌅🌞
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The sea gulls definitely did not like me when I tried to shush them away. They gave me a nasty look. One ended up leaving a little surprise on my niece. Ha, ha, I think he was trying for me. Damn bird . . . I wonder what the authorities would think if I got out my handy dandy slingshot. (Just kidding.) Ha, ha.
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Well, the nerve of those sea gulls! Who do they think they are? Privileged free-loaders? 😱😣😂 And they tried to drop a dirty bomb on you too? Oh no! 😲
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Finding creativeness in the imperfections of a day at the beach – impressive!
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I’m not sure about being creative. I just know the sand was burning and I thought for a brief second god or fate was sending me to you-know-where! Yikes! Ha, ha, fortunately the sand near the water was a welcome relief! 🤣🤣😎😎😎
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I personally find the name sand dollars misleading. I tried to cash a bunch in once and the teller just gave me a funny look.
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Brian, I can’t think of anything that would describe this beach hell better than you did! LOL! I giggled all through it. But talk about fun times and memories eh?!!!
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Oh thank you for that comment. Funny how shooting fire on my feet brings out the creativity. Ha ha.
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You’re welcome ☺️ 😂😂
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Soon to go to my beach holidays in incandescent italy ( and I’m not exagerating,you can’t walk on sand because its too hot during the day) I wont be able to think at anything else but Dante ‘ s Inferno now😂😂😂
P.s
For the record they made us read the whole Divins Commedia in school and learn some parts by hearth…..Torture!!!!!
Have a lovely day and hopefully in a more paradisiac setting😉
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Oh Italy sounds wonderful. Wow. Our beaches (on the East Coast) are nice and all, but not like Italy. Hope you have a great time. And yes, be careful where you step. The funny thing about Dante’s Inferno is that I read portions years ago, but I had to google the info I included. I forgot much of what I read. I’m kind of glad I did. With my active imagination, I’m surprised it didn’t keep me up at night. Ha ha. Anyway, hope you have a great time at the beach.
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Oh man after this and my son’s battling with jelly fish stings ins Nicaragua, it’s looking less appealing! With the baby’s and the doggies tender feet, I’m having f second thoughts! 🩷🙄
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Look at my ocean sunrise pictures that I posted today Cindy. The beach is well worth it. Just gotta be smart about it . . . unlike me (not wearing sandals on the hot sand.) Ha, ha.
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Oh you’ll never get me away from the beach. I’m an ocean girl!!! Will do… lesson learned though!
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This gave me a good chuckle, Brian. You have such a great sense of humour and way of making the everyday moments full of fun. I’ll never think of and complain about stepping on hot sand the same way again!
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You convey this in your blog too. Life is too hard and full of too many little annoyances. Ya gotta find the humor and the laughter. Of course, I have to admit that when I first thought about Dante’s Inferno and the sand . . . I wasn’t really joking. I was whining. My poor feet. Ha, ha.
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Well done, Brian!
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Oh, just playing around Jennie. A fun piece to write.
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It was a great read.
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😎😎😎😎
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Oh, Brian, thanks for the laughs! A perfect post, and Gluttony cracked me up. I felt like I was there walking on that hot sand. I remember beach days in Southern California, but not here in the Bay area. Sharks love our waters and the waves are too rough. No more ocean swimming for me. But a walk on the beach is nice. Great post! 😂😂🏖️
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Perfect post. No way, but it was fun to write. The sand was that hot. We’ve usually gone to the New Jersey or Delaware beaches. Fortunately not a lot of sharks. Ha, ha. And yes, I’m with you . . . love the beach. I posted a few sunrise pix today that we took. Thanks so much Lauren!!!
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