Get away from your getaway...

Paradise Point Resort and Spa

As I am currently relegated to “visitor” status I find myself day dreaming about planning a quick get away to San Diego. Of course, it would probably mean I would never return, default on my rent and leave behind a house full of stuff I bought at Target and a couch that I expertly negotiated for at a going out of business furniture sale (I’m not leaving with a couch unless I’m leaving with a better deal!”). So I try to avoid actually setting foot on San Diego soil until said triumphant return. However, five years of San Diego living did give me one great San Diego hotel get away experience which I now pass on to you.

I give you… Paradise Point Resort and Spa.

Truth is I got a great deal on the room because (at the time) I was a San Diego resident. One thing about living in a city with some great get aways is last minute deals are readily found in various places. Periodically (if you are as addicted to the Internet as I am) you can check out hotels.com and find last minute “we still have these rooms and we’re hoping to get rid of them” deals, or you can call the hotel it self (especially on weeknights during off seasons) and get some pretty good deals.

Sure living in San Diego is a get away of itself but there are many, many upsides to this quick get away from your get away. The rooms are very nice. Going to the resort feels like entering another world, where you “get away” from the surrounding San Diego noise, traffic, hustle and bustle. It’s a tropical island with one goal in mind “hang out, relax, pretend like you’ve just gotten on your private jet and somehow ended up here.” The pool is amazing by the way, warm and beach like. The bay is close and the food… screw the food… hang out in your room and order the (slightly overpriced) room service. Experience the worlds greatest (and probably most expensive) hamburger, put your feet up and just… exhale. (There’s a few random hidden charges, parking, resort fee, don’t let them surprise you.)

It was just one night. At the time it was all I could spare/ afford, but I still dream about returning for another quick getaway. And just as quickly you can return back to San Diego… paradise not lost… just off to the side over there.

Ooo the website is pretty…

In (kind of, not really) other San Diego news

Okay, so Kyla Ebbert happened to flash the millions of people who actually watch The Today Show when her teeny, tiny skirt rode up allowing her to, ahem, "pull a Britney" (and not the other pulling a Britney where you get up and wander around the stage confused with little to no idea what the heck is going on) but just because national television got a peek at her crisp white underwear (Hey, at least she's wearing underwear!) doesn't mean she should have been almost kicked off a "Family Friendly" Southwest Airlines flight.

Of course the "well Paris Hilton can do it" defense Ebbert's mother takes is pretty offensive itself. So that clears it up, she's not pulling a Britney, she's pulling a Paris. And we all know Southwest can't argue with that one.

She was flying from San Diego to Tucson and apparently was dressed no differently then any other San Diego girl... which might be true, we never forget our underwear like some people.

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From the Editor: Allow myself to introduce... myself.

Welcome to My San Diego blog, a blog dedicated to my (and your) San Diego. At this point we are in the beginnings of what will be (we hope) an exciting endevour into the blogosphere. My San Diego Blog wants to let everyone explore the world of all the different ways you can see/experience/taste/smell/love San Diego. We have many (planned) upcoming features which we'll be getting up and going as soon as people get off their butts and email me but I asked them to (I'm learning this Editor thing, gimme a break).

Some upcoming features:

My San Diego (whereby various community members tell you a little about their San Diego)

Rachelle's World (whereby newby San Diegan Rachelle tells us about moving/ living/ searching and learning in San Diego)

What San Diego wears (whereby we check out what real San Diegans are wearing for the various seasons)

What's in the shop window (whereby we feature a local boutique and what they are putting in their shop window, what's hot in fashion people?!)

San Diego is my city. And (truth be told) I never though it would be. I expected San Diego to be a stop over on my way to a "real city" like New Y ork or Los Angeles. I came to San Diego (on my own) about five years ago when I started Graduate School in creative writing. My first year as a San Diegan I was almost sure that I could actually make it in the Southern California world of full time flip flops and drizzle "rain storms." Despite my better Northern California girl judgment I was hooked.

San Diego (to me) has become a city like no nother (nothing can compare to the outdoor festivals, the beach, the neighborhoods, the weather). And then, luck of luck, my best friend Lori moved down from our small town and we shared an apartment together along with other various city adventures.

We started a blog. "Two Small Town Girls... in a big City" recounted our adventures out and about in San Diego (and a little about living on our own in a big city) and was named best of msn spaces and featured on msn.com. We were living the good life, the single in the city good life that featured a lot of this, this, this, and this.

And then I moved. I attempted to become a "grown up" which meant leaving San Diego for a new job in a new city. After a year away I am planning my triumphant return to SD. Many (many) things are different for me now but I have figured out one very important thing, San Diego is where it's at and ain't nobody gonna tell me any different.

You can love a city...

Welcome to My San Diego...

-Cutcha

You can find out more about Editor Cutcha Baldy by visiting her homepage: http://cutcha.googlepages.com/ or her my space page www.myspace.com/cutchawrites

The San Diego Reader plays right into my evil plans...

Since we're already talking about The Reader, lets take a moment to highlight their incredible reporting skills and take a look at their cover story: So, What are you Wearing? (Or something like that).

Because don't we want to know what San Diego is wearing?!

Michelle Dalessandro is 25 and she's a Fashion Student from Golden Hill. She's wearing:

Leggings from American Apparel. Baby doll shirt with capped sleeves and string of gold pearls and plastic gold bangles from Studio 1220. The boots from Anthropologie are somewhere between 16th-century Elizabethan and Louis XIV.

Oooo, very interesting. She also thinks San Diego women need more color and more confidence.
Barbara Dooley is 27 and a Personal Banker in Pacific Beach. She is wearing one of her favorite dresses that is super cute and super comfy. COOL! She also hates that outfit you're wearing "just because it's in style doesn't mean it's right for (you)!"

Christin McLaughlin is 25 and works in Retail Management in University Heights. She's wearing a skirt from a boutique and a yellow tie-dyed shirt and some combat boots and she doesn't think that tight is sexy.

I'm all done summarizing, seriously. Anyway, you can click on the link and hear all about what people are wearing. Unfortunately, there are no pictures, NONE. I guess you have to go hunt down the issue for that one.