Introduction
To obtain the most benefit from this article please read through the story before reading the final couple of paragraphs in small print at the end.
Waking early and realizing we are on holiday which means that we don't have to get up and go to work is such a lovely satisfying feeling, so I snuggle down in the pillow and drift off to sleep again. Some time later the sound of the kettle boiling wakes us and as we stir in bed and stretch, Irene asks if we would like some coffee and we both accept thankfully. Drawing the caravan curtain aside and gazing out at the clear blue skies of the new day I can see the sun is still struggling to rise above the nearby mountains yet the morning is already very warm. We all know that as soon as the sun pokes its head above those mountains the temperature will begin to climb rapidly above 30°C and by late afternoon it could well touch 38°C. We all know it is going to be a very hot day but nobody objects because this is why we come to Spain for our summer holidays, to enjoy the warmth and sunshine which we have been missing all winter in the UK. After kissing my wife Yvonne good morning I climb out of bed and go down the couple of steps into the caravan awning where the rest of the family are already awake and occupying themselves quietly. The smell of the freshly brewed coffee that Irene made fills the air as I bid Richard, Irene and the boys a good morning.
Our dining area |
Breakfast usually consists of cereals and toast with tea or coffee, but some mornings we decide to have a fried breakfast instead. Whatever we have for breakfast we all set about our individual tasks and soon the breakfast is ready and we are all tucking in.
Part of the campsite |
Selecting a spot on the beach we set up the umbrellas while the boys lay the towels out on the sand, then it is a race to see who can get into the sea first. The water is usually calm and relatively warm because it is in a bay and therefore protected from the open sea.
Panoramic view of the beach & bay |
Some fish seen while snorkeling |
The beach |
Main swimming pool area |
The warm evenings are usually spent sitting around the remaining barbecue fire chatting while the kids watch movies on their Dad's laptop or play games on their little games consoles. Some evenings we go down to the beach the kids can play games or we occasionally go to the Beach Bar if they have any live entertainment arranged. Usually at around 9:30pm we all go for showers and then get ready for bed as we are all pretty tired at the end of the day.
If you are still reading down to this point and haven't fallen asleep through boredom, this story probably seems like a lot of other holiday stories but there is a difference =========>>>
This story reads and sounds like many other accounts of holiday activities, and for the most part it is just another holiday story. There is one main exception with this story of mine which you may, or may not have noticed, there is no mention of clothing or getting dressed. Even when shopping in the local camp supermarket we don't wear clothes. This is my account of a typical day during one of our naturist holidays, and it only goes to show that naturists are the same as everyone else and they do the same things as everyone else with the exception that they don't wear clothes.
Naturists live their lives much the same as anyone else and go about their daily activities much the same as anyone else but do it all while being comfortably naked. Naturists are not perverts, wierdos, sex-maniacs or any of the other names we are labeled with, we are normal people leading normal lives like everyone else but with a preference to be clothes free as often as practically possible.
Nude is not rude, in fact it is the oldest style of fashion!!
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