Friday 25/03/2011 - 18;30 23.30 www.oceade.be Brussels, Belgium.
I took the chance tobare the natural, and walk into the sun. To swim carefree in thesalt waters of the carabean ocean. To walk in the most natural and free way possible, like it was meant to be. Without a soul to care. Their were others aroundbut they also were swimming carefree in this wonderful place, talking to each other like the best of friends. Still others were out walking on the fine white sands of the beach. We were talking and unashamed, floating and swimming easily in the beautiful blue waters of the bay, the sun warming us with its intense life giving rays from above. Gone were the problems I had in the past with a swimsuit filling up with air and sand and binding in the worst possible way. Walking down the beach could not have been easier because even though we all looked a little different, we were all really the same, without any racial, social or sexual barriers to overcome.
I have a backyard pool with a 6' privacy fence, so I swim nude more often than not.This is also the first summer that I have only gone to the nude beach, none that require a suit.
The last 2 summers I also only went to the nude beach. Actually swam nude less than usual because our grandson was here more and this year I had pump, filter and chemical problems with the pool.