Golf Is Hard. And It Sucks. Surfing Is Hard. But It Does Not Suck. Provo Beach Resort.

A month or so ago I was looking on Groupon and noticed a deal for Provo Beach Resort.

It boasted of indoor surfing, a rope course, mini bowling, mini croquet, and a golf simulator (among many other things as well).

The thought process for me went something along these lines:

man hard to shop for
this is new
surfing good
cheap
buy it

Apparently I think like a caveman.

I wanted to use it closer to his birthday but as all good Groupons go, it had an expiration date.  So I waited until the very last possible day to use it (to be as close to The Man's birthday as I could get).

I can't even tell you how much I love this place now.

We decided to hit the rope course first.

I'm terrified of heights but was bound and determined to go wherever West went.  I wasn't about to be the poor sport that made his birthday present not fun.

It proved to be almost too much for me.

But I can say I did almost all of it.

And I only cried once.

Ignore the awesome hair.  This picture was taken on our second round on the ropes course... after we'd been surfing.

This is no wimpy rope course.  You're higher than the second story floor, with nothing underneath you all the way down to the main floor.

The Man showed off:



After that we checked out the mini croquet.

Which was hilarious.

And harder than it looked.

Though I must say I think The Circus will be much better at this than they are at mini golf simply because there are no water hazards.

The Man beat me by one.

We bowled on the mini lanes while watching a movie.

Ironically enough, The Man and I tied on this bowling game.

Apparently I'm a much better bowler when the lane is half its ordinary length.

We tried out the PGA Golf Simulator.

Golf is hard.

And it sucks.

The simulator would just bump you to the next hole if you took too many swings.

Kind of like, "okay, you really suck, how about we just move this along and kick you out of this hole.  You can try again on the next one."

We played seven holes.

I was allowed, by the simulator, to finish one hole.

One.

I would get up and swing, and swing, and swing.

And swing.

(I always thought that when people miss the ball when golfing that they had to be faking.)

(Or really dumb.)

(I now feel for those people.)

(I'm sorry for every time I wrinkled my nose in wonder at you.)

And the simulator would say, "hey loser, you don't belong here.  You're done."

And West would finish the hole by himself.

For seven holes.

I was so beyond done with that thing by the time we decided to stop and head down to surf.

In my defense, I'd never even picked up a golf club before that day.

Also, why do you need nine different sizes of one club?

Seriously.

If you go to the Provo Beach Resort for no other reason than to surf, you will be getting your money's worth.

Surfing is hard.

But surfing does not suck.

And in The Man's words, it's all about the crash.  So for you viewing pleasure, here are two crashes:





Which, finally, something I can do better than The Man.

Crash.

Happy birthday to my man in a week.

We're planning on taking The Circus to this place soon.  They also provide boogie boards so the kids can body or knee board, which we think they'll love doing.

We also want to see how they handle the rope course.

This place, in our humble opinion, gets high marks.

And I didn't even get anything for saying that.  We just really had a lot of fun.

Except for golfing.