Observations from a naturist lady.
On one of the days in Charco del Palo I talked to a German lady who was in apartment close to mine.She said she and her husband were there for the second time. Like me. They had been to Tenerife (another Canary Island) before finding Charco. Her biggest gripe against the clothed community on Tenerife was the snooping of people regarding clothes. She said, “What hindered me at some point was that people were staring at me to see if I was wearing something I might have worn before during that vacation.” She really looked disgusted as she told me this. Being in a naturist village was so much easier. “You’re always dressed well here,” she said and smiled big.
She and her husband had tried naturism before and one day had decided to come to Charco del Palo and find out what true nude life would be. She told me that they had decided to come back to Charco del Palo every year. That realisation took them about two minutes. They, like so many others there, love the freedom and the absence of clothes. She really looked relieved when she told me she was glad to be rid of all that “putting on clothes”, as she called it (‘Angekleide‘ was the German word she used.)
We talked about our experiences and feelings towards going back to the overdressed world, and how great it was to be able to go out walking along the beach or in the Cocoteros hills close to the village.
It was very nice to talk with her. A conversation between two like-minded people, sitting in the sun, dressed in SPF30. (Her husband was helping someone rebuild part of their house. She told me that he didn’t know how to relax.)
As we sat there talking, several dressed ones passed us. None of them dared to look over, the way proper prudes are. The German lady remarked at some point that she’d seen weird things at the beach, like dressed people getting themselves into trouble, unable to climb out of a cave, because of their restricting clothing. Makes you wonder why they didn’t simply take the stuff off and get themselves into safety instead of having to rely on other people.
Stupid is as stupid does, I guess.
It’s really a fabulous feeling to shower and after drying off you’re ready to go out to dinner. The whole experience of walking around nude here, all through the small town, is one I can’t get enough of, and meeting other nude people out there, in the streets, is a kick. As was this nude dinner I was part of.
Vorig jaar had Charco geen supermarkt. Dat was wel jammer. Dit jaar, sinds januari, heeft een echtpaar de plaatselijke ‘supermercado‘ weer nieuw leven ingeblazen. Dat is goed. Het assortiment verraste me plezierig en de prijzen zijn alleszins in orde. Het beste van de winkel: ook hier is kleding optioneel. Ik had nog nooit eerder bloot boodschappen gedaan. Deze ronde dus wel. En ik kan je vertellen: het is net als boodschappen doen. Maar dan zonder de noodzaak van kleren.
In a small town called Charco del Palo on 
The views are stunning, the apartments are clean and very well furnished. If the staff there can do anything to help you or make your stay more fun, they will jump through a burning hoop to make it happen. I strongly recommend Casa del Sol Siempre (which mean ‘House of eternal sun’, by the way.)
Make sure you wear something decent on your feet when you take a hike there. The rocks are many and most of them are very sharp; they will go through your thin slippers like a sharp knife through warm butter. And your feet will be the butter. Be warned.