Royal Palm Beach is about a twenty five minute drive away from the ocean and yet this town next to Wellington dares call itself a beach.
When one hears the name, Royal Palm Beach, one prolly thinks of a town where one could drive through it and see huge ocean liners tied-up at one of her long piers; a place where one might slowly drive along the oceanside, on Coquina Drive , the Causeway, or Sand Beach Blvd, where one might see a Buxom Blonde Babe in a Bikini striding seductively along, but, no.
Royal Palm Beach is just as phony and believable and trustworthy as everything else in America.