Every year, Dewey Beach, Delaware becomes the Mecca for travelers far and wide to drop their worries, grab a parasol and make their way through the hordes of drunken idiots to the beach for a little fun in the sun. This is where you'll find The Visceral Winds, 'cause we're the drunken idiots! Well, not really, but if you run into someone with a dancing red dot on their clothes, we're sure to be around...somewhere! What the Hell is this "Visceral Winds", you may ask. Well...some may say it's the steady breeze from El Niņo, and some may say it's the smell of the ocean after a rain storm. The more educated may venture to inform you that it's the stench of processed beer as it makes it's way through the innerworkings of your duodenum and is converted to Nitrogen (which is useful in starting the BBQ fire, I might add), but no...none of these comes close to what the true spirit of Visceral Winds entails. It's Fun. It's weekend stress relief. It's meeting friends and partying. It's trying home-made blender-drinks that might make you smile or croak. It's getting your toenails painted as you sleep! It's running naked on the beach late at night avoiding the everpresent rent-o-cops! Above all...It's a House, a community, a gathering! Perhaps you should peruse through our lovely pages and maybe you might become aware of the true nature of our existance. Quite possibly, you'll become aware that you've just wasted several minutes of your time in which you could have been doing something productive...But...go ahead -- give it a try anyway! 119 McKinley Street Dewey Beach Delaware Please, no stress allowed!   Sign Guestbook