Wait, you mean hanging out at the toxic dump formerly known as Times Beach/now known as Route 66 State Park isn't doing it for you?
This would have been a pretty big story when you were in college. Kind of like Missouri's answer to Love Canal.
Alright, fine, I'm going to pretend it's either Laguna Beah or Dana Point.
As a side note, I don't live close to a beach, but I don't live far from one, and it's kind of sad I never go. When I lived in Western PA for a bit I realized they didn't see seagulls flying around, which is such a common experience as someone who's lived on the DelMarVa peninsula for the vast majority of my life. There are these little things about growing up coastal that you don't realize until you're not in a coastal area. Even if you're not a big beach/Shore guy.