Thursday, July 06, 2006
My three sisters live in the country on the Central Coast of California near San Luis Obispo.
It's one of the last stretches of Southern California coastline that aren't reserved for the military or the seriously rich.
It's also extremely beautiful.
After spending a night with my sister Susan in Arroyo Grande, along with her new labrador puppy Willie...
...her husband BJ and her sons Marshall and Matt...
...we drove 100 miles south to my friend Jack Murray's house in rich, lovely, geriatric Santa Barbara for two days.
The highlight of the visit was an afternoon on the beach with an old high school friend, Heidi Seward.
She took us to an exquisitely beautiful beach 10 miles south of Santa Barbara off of Santa Claus Lane...
...where we bodysurfed in the warm ocean.
Unlike the Eastern seaboard of the United States, with its private beaches and private communities and class distinctions up the wazoo...
California has a very populist, democratic attitude towards the beach as an easily accessible place for public recreation.
It's a place to play.
It's also filled with teenagers of both sexes of unearthly beauty...
...learning how to use their new bodies.
I had forgotten how perfectly charming it could be.