
Kalliope's Korner
Kalliope's Korner
Daring Beach Days and Unwritten Etiquette
Have you ever wondered what really happens at the infamous Robert Moses Beach Field 5? Brace yourself as we unleash the untamed atmosphere of this vibrant Long Island hotspot, where the unconventional is the norm and every day is an adventure. Our host takes you on a virtual escapade through the sands, where topless sunbathers and bold swimwear choices are just the beginning. Listen as we share candid tales and paint a vivid picture of this audacious beach scene, complete with gawkers, seasoned locals, and some eyebrow-raising beach attire.
In this episode, expect a no-holds-barred narrative filled with humor and irreverence as we explore the quirky etiquette of Robert Moses Beach. Whether you're a seasoned sunbather or an unsuspecting tourist, our colorful commentary will have you laughing and possibly rethinking your next family beach outing. From tales of locals staking their sandy claims to the delightful shock of tourists wandering into this liberated zone, our reflections on Field 5 are nothing short of a rollercoaster ride. So grab your virtual sunscreen and join us for a sun-soaked chat that’s as unpredictable as the beachgoers themselves.
I honestly couldn't even tell you if I'm recording or not. So hopefully this gets out there With Cynna Robert Moses. If you're from Long Island you know Field 5 is a very interesting part of the beach. I don't go anywhere else because, frankly, I don't like getting sand kicked on me by 18 year old girls that weigh as much as my leg, because then I have to go smack her until she needs a fucking cheeseburger. I take a big space. You can see that there. You can see that there. From there to there, that's all ours. What kills me is everybody knows this is a topless beach. Everybody knows everybody gets half fucking naked. I can't stand the people that go from the parking lot to Kismet in shock that nobody's got tops on. Some people are completely naked. I think what gets them the most is the old guys with the banana hammocks and basically a string up their ass. So here's a message to everybody If you're not from Long Island, you go to the beach. You come out to Robert Moses Field 2, it's for you. Or stay as close as you can to the little cafeteria at Field 5, because if you come down this way you're going to be a gawker, and we don't like gawkers.
Speaker 1:I can't tell if I stopped it. I don't know. I'm just gonna sit here and keep fucking talking till eventually it ends itself. My husband's out there, 37 miles in the water. I do not go in the water. God did not give me fins and gills for a fucking reason. Oh, here we go. Here comes the gawker. He's sucking in the belly, flexing his arms. If I could see the screen I would turn it around. And there's people here with kids, which is really great because you know they're tourists, because these kids should not be exposed to the shit that goes on here. Hopefully I'm done, If not, I got nothing.