Hi all,
I’m not at all sorry to tell you that you’ll have to go without posts from my side for a while. I’m off on a 2 week vacation.
But not to worry; after returning I’ll resume my regular spamming about nudism and naturism until you beg me to stop.
This is probably the last time I’ll annoy you about my vacation…
And this is, again, about the beach at Fuerteventura, but it could happen anywhere. As I already wrote, all beaches in Spain are clothing optional. This happened during one of my walks along the beach.
A group of four women, in various state of bikini, were having fun talking while they sat in the sand. As I came walking along, a lot of commotion seemed to set in among the women. Two got up and one started digging in a shoulder bag. Out came a camera of sorts, and one of the women positioned herself for a photo. Remarkably enough she kept looking over her shoulder, clearly to make certain that I would be in the picture too. The women talked to each other in Spanish, not a language I understand, but there was no doubt about what they had in mind, they wanted a naked man in the picture. Without a thought I had made up my mind, diverted my course, and went to stand next to the posing woman. I put my arm around her shoulders and gave them my best picture smile.
The effect was beautiful and instantaneous: the posing woman yelped and jumped, the others exclaimed something in Spanish, and the four of them took off as if a nude bat out of naturist hell was chasing them.
They’ll think twice the next time when they want to sneak a picture of a naturist on a beach.
Power of the nude person? Oh yes, absolutely.
It’s very interesting to see how much dressed people are not used to meeting a self-conscious naked person. I’ve done plenty of walks along the beach at Corralejo (Fuerteventura):
All beaches in Spain (the Canary Islands are part of Spain) are freely accessible to nude as well as clothed people. This is remarkable for a very strict Catholic country, but a blessing for people who like to wear nothing but their skin and a good mood. During each of those walks I saw lots of dressed people (clothed in any degree, from full long pants and shirts to the skimpiest of bathing suits that hide absolutely nothing). Many of those people would of course try to sneak a peek at the nude people sauntering along. Of course they do, they don’t know better.
I found also that, when you walk along and look at these people like you would look at anyone else, they’d quickly avert their eyes and suddenly find the sand in front of them or something in the far distance extremely fascinating. Some will also stare straight ahead and pretend you’re not there. That was very interesting to see.
Most of the nude beaches I’ve been to were shunned by clothed sunbathers, so this was quite a fun experience.
Something of an entirely different order happened when an English speaking family of three came walking towards me, parents and a daughter of about fourteen. The mother, walking in front, suddenly said “Look to the sea, Suzy, look to the sea.” Yes, it was an attempt to make the girl not see me. She however grinned at me quickly. Then her father stopped and said to me: “You have no shame, have you?”
I asked him: “Shame about what?”
“For not wearing any clothes,” was his reply.
My response was: “You have no shame, have you?” It surprised him. “You have no shame, assuming that your way of life is the only proper way,” I told him and walked off.
The nerve some people have…
This is part 2. If you missed part 1, it’s here.
During my vacation at the naturist hotel Gran Hotel Natura on Fuerteventura I took a walk into town, to have a look around there. Of course that had to happen clothed, but you have to make concessions if you want to see something. After taking a look around (Corralejo is quite large and very tourist oriented) I decided to take the walk back over the beach. Lots of sun worshippers were there, everywhere. And suddenly it hit me that many of the bathing suits I saw were entirely ridiculous.
Everyone on the beaches is trying to expose as much skin to the sun to get a nice tan, but everyone also makes the same odd, feeble attempt to stay “within the bounds of decency”. They wear bathing suits made of such tiny bits of fabric that it’s impossible to hide what’s so obviously there. And still people pay a lot of money for these things. In my opinion, if they want value for money, they should revert to the swimwear of old. That would make sense.
What they’re doing (or attempting) is beyond the law of ridicule, in my eyes.
Today was grand, great and impressive. And most of my out-time walking was textile-free too. I walked and hiked a little over 10km in 3 walks today, the last one a good 6km, and about 8 to 8.5 of them were clothes-free. 🙂
This would amount to 6.25miles in total, and 5 to 5.3 miles nude. The weather was gorgeous, people were scarce and a few I ‘suddenly’ met while nude were quite positive about it. (I try to cover up when I see people coming, but sometimes they are unfair and literally come around the corner and then I just keep going.)
It was fabulous being out, had a great walk through a forest/heather area while going around a lake. I hope I can do something like that again in a few days. The weather also helped a lot, I hope we keep that for a while. Say until the week before Christmas? 🙂
