Paramahansa Yogananda. I stood by the entrance to the Self Realization Fellowship and tried to pronounce it’s founder’s name five times. No luck, so I did a round of Peter Piper to make myself feel better. Only after reading a bit did I understand what this place in the middle of Encinitas was about. And I mean THE MIDDLE of Encinitas. You can’t ignore it. The grounds for this temple like complex are vast. As you can see from the sign, prospective surfers crossing the road must first figure their way around the outer walls or dare to walk through the courtyard, possibly to be haranged by a passing follower or member of the fellowship. I was quite excited by the term fellowship. I did my best Gollum imitation to myself and giggled. How immature.

The Odd Couple - Surfing and Self Realization