Sure, we had some questions and a lot of uncertainties, but the conditions were such that we were pressed into this movement luckily, to never regret it after!
We used to go holidaying to the hot nations three years in a row before last summer. That which we wanted to do was go fifteen days on vacation in a relatively affordable, not exceedingly crowded and sunny.
It was all good, but the last two standards were debatable. For example, on the Riviera everything is expensive, and following an encounter of a friend in 2007 to Collioure, the sun sometimes keeps the UV starved tourists waiting.
So we believed to go through the Pyrenees and Spain on the Costa Brava where one could find a lot of sun, the costs are lower than in France but tranquility and empty beaches are totally out of question. In May, when I was doing my researches, there clearly was no question of going into ordered nudist family photos , but they were all too pricey.
And I came across the site of a swimming pool campsite, 10 kilometers from the seashore, with small variety of seats… I enjoyed it very much from the very s tart, except that I ‘d not detected that it was a nudist camp. What a disappointment it was when I came to recognize it! I didnt know what to think of it.
I continued my research for a week, but I found nothing I liked. I did not even dare to speak with my boyfriend, but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Could we really make it? I’m 27 years old, but I am not a bombshell. My height is 1 m 74 for 62 pounds, and luckily I have no midriff, but no breasts either, and I took everything in the buttocks, 92 inches, as well as cellulite, I was entirely stiffened by reluctance to show them off. That is why I largely fancy abandoned shores where nobody can see that part of my body.
Then I began reading articles about naturists, I thought, also, that in a campground this size so near the sea there would be few during the day by the poolside. And anyways, nude people surely kept a greater distance between their mats. Some phrases comforted me very much: respect for others, close to nature, ecology… I finally contacted the campsite: no troubles with booking. All was going well, the sole thing remaining was to talk with family nudists pics , who taken instantaneously.
And then there came the fateful moment when we were standing before the gate. We got registered, unpacked and settled, with the only crucial thing remaining to be done undressing! And it’s not so clear, I am already quite elaborate with my real and there is also something that I had not thought of: I am Belgian, blond, with blond skin and my skin is extremely white. I am ever so frightened to get sunburnt! Luckily, it was already a late afternoon, the pool had closed, it was becoming a bit trendy, I liked to avoid stripping and furthermore I wasn’t the only one dressed in the evening (many teenagers, as well as girls of my age, were dressed, also).
So the following morning it was the most difficult. I went to the blocks with only a t-shirt on. So it was the first time I exhibited buttocks and my genitals in public. I was a little surprised on arriving at the washroom: no cabin with a door, you take a shower together, which is legitimate in a sense. So I had no option, it was mandatory that I took off my top to take my shower, making it the first time being naked in front of a dozen of individuals. It assured me a lot and after my shower I returned to the tent naked. We then went to the pool, there were a few folks, but I did not feel what I hate about the textile beaches, meeting heaps of dirty looks that appear to say “look at this one with her fat ass!”. Here, nobody looked at me, I lived in utter indifference, and I was totally filled with this particular ambience.
And what about the bath I could not believe it, I still virtually even difficult to trust that feelings are so distinct, so nice it was with just needing to remove a tiny piece of cloth! I, who did not like swimming, I stayed for hours in water. I loved it, swimming, diving, playing with my boyfriend. I felt revived, it wasn’t me but another girl who finally found the pleasure of bathing. In addition, it was not like other campgrounds that we attended. Normally at cloth campsites, the pool is squatted by kids crying, agitated in every way. Here, there were also children, they played alright, but it was more respectful of other swimmers. The pool was very large, it’s also there, but I feel the same pool in a textile campsite was overly noisy.
I’m now a frequent visitor of that campsite, as well as my boyfriend; I keep on browsing gallery nudism section at their site hoping to find us as one of the most faithful nude beachers of all the times!