I guess it depends on where the beach house is located. I stayed at a beach house in San Diego for a week once in my 20's, and it was fucking amazing! That was one of the most fun weeks of my entire life. The short 2' wall in-between the beach and the house kept all of the sand out, and there weren't any seagulls. We sat on the porch drinking beer, BBQing, and inviting people who walked past to join us. It was paradise.