Breakfast at the Nude Resort
So this morning on the spur of the moment I headed out to a nude resort to have breakfast.
I went for a couple of reasons, it’s about 3 miles from my house, it’s a restaurant I’ve never eaten at, and it’s nude people.
I don’t consider myself any more pervy then the average late forty something happily married forever white guy, who isn’t looking to cheat, but I will admit that I’m not a fan of clothes.
I wear them and I’m not a nudist, but that’s not because I have a problem shucking down, or because I’m shy about being naked, or anyone else being naked for that matter. I wear clothes because that’s what people do, that’s what society does, and life is better for me and my family if I’m part of society, then if I’m not part of society.
The other reason I wear clothes at home is because my 20 something daughter lives with us and I’m sure it would make her uncomfortable, and I don’t want to do that because, well, she’s my daughter and I love her.
But, the point is, this morning I’m talking to my wife on the phone as I’m heading up to the spa for breakfast. But then as I walk up to the spa I see that the dining room is empty, and it’s just creepy for me to eat in a big empty dining room alone, so I’m just not feeling it.
So I hang up with the wife, and google the number for the nude resort, I call them.
“Yes they are open”.
“Yes, they serve the public. Just tell them at the gate you’re there for breakfast, and they only charge extra if you use the spa facilities, indoor pool, outdoor pool, hot tub, hiking trails... Etc etc”
So anyway I call the Mrs.
“I'm gonna go have breakfast at the nudist resort and check it out.” I tell her.
“Cool, I’ve been curious about that place, tell me about it when your done.” She says.
So anyway off I go for breakfast at the nudist resort.
I pull up to the gate, and ring the buzzer.
“Can I help you?” the speaker says.
I say something about wanting breakfast, and the speaker says “I can’t really hear you.”
But then the gate opens up.
I drive around the small neat trailer park. I see one older couple, close to the age of my wife and I dressed in sneakers and out walking their dog. She is fit, he is a little more robust, as I am. I only see them from behind as I pass them by.
So far everything seems pretty cool.
I pull into the lot and walk into the dining room. The people behind the counters are dressed, the coffee is self serve, and apparently you order your meal at the register, and then go take a seat.
The dining room has a few couples eating and I’m glad about this.
I notice that it’s not like everyone is naked, or everyone is dressed, I’m cool with this. I’m dressed and don’t want to feel like I’m the odd man out. The others are in various states of dress and undress. Some of the men wear just a shirt, one big girl is completely nude, one guy is wearing a robe, and another woman is wearing a nightshirt.
It’s cool, I’m digging the whole vibe. The people seem friendly and very comfortable not in a pervy sexual sort of way but just in a non pretentious sort of way.
While I’m waiting for my steak and eggs, (13.50), I read some of the fliers about the resort. They have karaoke, cards, dancing, bbq’s, board games, hiking, an indoor pool, a hot tub, some work out equipment, an outdoor pool, volleyball, and yoga classes...
I finish my breakfast and notice an ash-trey on the outdoor patio. Smoking is allowed at the wooden tables the server tells me. I ask for a bud light, and the server hands one over at 1030 in the morning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
I see a group pass through the dining room and some more people converging on the indoor pool. Obviously some kind of low impact, in the pool, class is getting ready to start and I want to go.
It doesn’t really have anything to do with being naked but the people seem very friendly and chatty and happy to see one another. These people are athletes and they are having fun. I’m not an athlete, I wanna have fun, why not me?
All of this plus I can smoke without being made to feel like I am ostracized and cast out, and I can order a beer at 1030 in the morning. Without getting the stink eye, or being made to feel like I have to explain that I am a nightshift guy.
Yea... I like the vibe here.
I guess it’s just hard to be an asshole when your naked, clothes are walls, and these people seem to have found a way to tear these walls down.
I told my wife all about this and the fact that a room is less then 80 dollars a night, we will be going out to give it a try.