It's that time of year again.
Time to gear up for Duck Beach, aka Mormon Spring Break.
I know many people who attend year after year and love it. It's a beautiful place, beautiful homes, wonderful beach, and plenty of volleyball, parties, and meeting new people.
However, it's not really for me.
I never attended while living in DC and somehow I ended up flying back to the East Coast the first May after I moved to AZ, and I found myself in a house with 20 other people, wondering how the weekend would turn out.
I'll admit, though, that I'm quite interested in this documentary that will probably be made about this little esoteric weekend.
Watch and donate, if you're so inclined.
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