Although they say that it is never too late,
I am a relatively newcomer. However, mentally,
I was all for it much earlier… but
let me tell you my story.
I am 28 years
old and I have been a naturist for only
a couple of years. I had always wanted to
go to a naturist beach, but the opportunity
never came up. I did not trust either my
family or friends to understand and since
I had always spent my summer holidays with
either of them, I had not even tried to
go to one. Two years ago, though, I was
sent to Barcelona because of my job, and
I went to Sitges fo a weekend. I had previously
looked up some information and I went to
L’Home Mort beach. It was not a bad
beach but a bit far away. The two remote
coves were full of people in spite of the
weather which threatened with storms in
the morning, I guess the need to go was
too strong for all of us. That was my initiation
baptism into the world of naturism, all
I took another small step. I did not want
that experience to be the last and, as I
thought there must be some facilities here,
in Madrid, I searched Internet for them.
That way, I knew there were two solariums,
one at La Elipa sports complex, and the
other at Barrio del Pilar swimming pool
area. I went to La Elipa, which was the
nearest. I was afraid I might meet any acquaintances
and so the experience was very different
from the first time.
|It was not bad so I went six
or seven more times during that summer, but
something was still missing.
The third step was to find an
association made up of people who might think
like me. I wanted support; that is, friends, mates
whom I could share experiences and live new ones
with. I had to pluck all the courage since It
takes me time to make up my mind about key decisions
and about the end of August, I found ADN, at the
right time. Precisely on that day, September 25,
a ludic event was held. It was not a demonstration
but an event to inform people about naturism in
general, about the existence of the association
and also to demand a naturist swimming pool from
the municipal authorities. What a great success
The hardest step
for me was to tell people close to me. One day
I made up my mind and told the person I had trusted
the most all my life. She is a friend I occasionally
see but with whom I have a great relationship.
After the first: “What?”, accompanied
by a smile, things went fine. She understood my
position and has supported me all the way.
Next step. I went
to the opening of the naturist covered swimming
pool with the great people from AND. No loneliness
any longer. More than 200 naturists, bright day
weatherwise, well equipped swimming pool, attendants
who do not look at you as if you had two heads,
and even background music; all this made it a
perfect day. While I was coming back home I came
to realise I had a broad smile on my face as I
had not had in a long time. I would like to thank
all the people at ADN for the way they accepted
me, the effort they made to achieve the goal of
getting the swimming pool and spreading the naturist
On that same day,
the opening day for the swimming pool, I went
home and shoved the towel into the washing machine.
My mother was surprised, though, to see I had
not put my trunks in. She went to fetch them in
the rucksack, they were there but dry. I had to
provide an explanation why I had not worn them
although I said I had gone to the swimming pool.
They did not take it as badly as I had expected.
Later I showed them the Web page and the ADN bulletin.
I pointed at me in one of the pictures in the
bulletin taken on the opening day. Since then
I’ve felt I don’t have to lie as to
where I go, (trips, meetings or assemblies) or
who I go with.
A few days later,
I attended the ADN Christmas party at the “13
Roses” Centre and it was simply fabulous.
We were about 40 people and did not stop dancing.
The party went from 6 in the evening to 2 in the
morning. I am a bit clumsy at dancing, (and also
shy for certain things), so it took some time,
and some drinks, for me to join the others at
the dance floor. Who else but Raquel, dragged
me to dance. I left very soon, at about eleven,
since my non-naturist friends and I had agreed
to meet at a pub. I was so happy, and so drunk,
that I felt like telling everybody where I was
coming from. So I told them but I was disappointed.
Since they are such a scream, I thought they would
fall about laughing as soon as they heard about
it, but they didn’t. I don’t think
this topic of conversation lasted more than fifteen
minutes. What struck them as odd was not naturism
itself but that it was me who was a naturist.
I imagine they have always thought of me as too
serious and probably that was also what stopped
them from making fun of me. That shows that if
you take up things seriously people also tend
to take you the same way.
Membership No. 617