Dining naked with strangers.

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Yes, I’ve done exactly what the title reads…dined naked with complete strangers.

Everything out there for all to see as I sat there scoffing down my dinner…not one part of our bodies clothed. Given I was wearing no clothing, the only thing separating my ass and the chair was a towel, a hygiene measure in place at most nudist resorts.

Sitting outside in the sunshine, listening to the birds sing, surrounded by trees, a pool and spa a stone’s throw away, all accompanied by great conversation; I was in my own little paradise. Perhaps fifteen minutes into my conversation with a married couple from Gladstone, I stopped to think about how odd this would seem to most other people…the fact that I was sitting there completely naked discussing politics and whatnot with a couple I had met only fifteen minutes prior.

January 2016, Noosa:

After checking in at the resort, I proceeded to familiarise myself with what was to be my room for the next two nights. Then, and unlike at most other places you go to for a getaway, instead of leaving my room clothed, I completely undressed myself and strolled on out to the outdoor area naked as could be. Out there sat the couple, in their 50s, naked and puffing on a cigarette each. Immediately, we became acquainted, shook hands, and I sat at the table with them. The conversation flowed from there.

It was their first time at this particular resort, but they had been frequenting nudist resorts for over five years. A few games of naked pool and some home-brewed scotches later, we proceeded to cook some dinner. The couple were more than sharing. We all indulged in some coconut yogurt for dessert, and a little more whisky! I wondered what had prompted them to start frequenting nudist resorts. They disclosed that it all started off when the wife lost a bet. As a joke, they went to a nudist resort. Not what they had anticipated, and thinking it would be funny, they quickly came to realise what the rest of us know all too well… The comfort, freedom and liberty in going nude in a social and non-judgmental environment. They’ve never looked back since. They’re open about this part of their lifestyle with their two teenage children who are completely accepting of their lifestyle choice.

There’s nothing quite like sleeping naked…but even better, waking up and not even needing to put clothing on as you go to the kitchen and make your breakfast, even if it is with a bunch of strangers! There’s something very comforting about being in a non-judgemental environment. Perhaps it is this that takes away from the potential awkwardness most other people assume they would take on if they were in this situation.

The couple left on the Sunday morning after we all shared a lovely breakfast together and wished me luck with my future ventures. Meeting this couple and hearing their story about how they started out in the nudist lifestyle reminded me that you should never judge a book by its cover, nor should you judge others’ lifestyle choices. You just never know…you might like it more than you can imagine.

Much love,

The Nude Blogger

Xx

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PS…I wrote this piece in April 2016, before I ever launched my blog, whilst it was still an idea in the making! I had always planned on this post being my first to publish once I launched the blog, but it just never happened. It continued to sit in my long list of notes and posts…until now.

Meeting this couple, and the rest of my experience at this resort that weekend, was what actually gave me the idea the start ‘The Nude Blogger’ as we know it now. To discuss and open up about my more ‘taboo’ experiences so as to help broaden others’ perspectives and encourage tolerance and diversity by allowing them the opportunity to understand others’ lifestyle choices through my writing and sharing.

By taking a moment to make the concerted effort to understand someone else’s lifestyle choices, without judgement, we begin to realise that, whilst we do not necessarily have to take on their lifestyle choices, we can at least respect it and contribute to unity through diversity.

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