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    <title>A Bachelor's Blog.: Surf, Sun, and Temporary Blindness.</title>
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      <description>Overall, starting off in a new town sucks. You don't know anyone, and if you are like me you are constantly making U-Turns. (Ok, so some things don't change once you get settled) However, you also get a chance to be truly anonymous for awhile. It is somewhat liberating knowing that no one knows your name.
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&lt;br /&gt;Over Labor Day weekend I got lost a lot, sometimes purposely, sometimes while trying to get somewhere. You find the best places that way. I wound up on top of these cliffs in La Jolla where people in &lt;a href="http://www.flytorrey.com/web/main/default.asp"&gt; gliders &lt;/a&gt;were flying around like giant damn bats. (I will put the hallucinogens down now)... I was seriously considering trying it, but then I remembered I don't really like heights or the idea of strapping anyone to my back who would jump off a cliff for no good reason. So I scratched that plan and walked down the cliff to the beach.
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&lt;br /&gt;This was Blacks Beach.... Now I'd heard about Blacks, but if you aren't from San Diego let me clue you in... It's a clothing optional beach on one end. I started off on the OTHER end and just hung out for awhile. It wasn't crowded even though it was Labor Day.... this is most likely because you have to walk up and down a freaking CLIFF to get there. Luckily for me, I like cliffs much more than crowds, so I was all set.
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&lt;br /&gt;Curiosity got the best of me, so I took a walk down towards the nude end of the beach. I think my vision is still somewhat impaired, as I was temporarially blinded by all the people who shouldn't even get naked when they took baths. They should use that dry bath stuff people put on ferrets... nonetheless, they were running around playing volleyball and whatnot. There were a few very good looking women walking around, but the breakdown went about like this: 50% old guys, 30% clearly gay guys, 18% women who may have been hot before they died, and 2% really attractive women. So the verdict is, good place if you really hate tan lines, bad place to pick up a date.
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&lt;br /&gt;I went back there on Monday and went surfing. This actually went really well because I'm a terrible surfer, and the less people I might impale with the board the better. It is tricky to climb up a big cliff with a 10 foot surfboard though.
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      <pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2004 13:26:26 -0400</pubDate>
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