Poland Nudists At Sauna Cezar

Getting to Know Other Poland Naturists at Sauna Cezar
I brought lots of bags with me into the changing room at Sauna Cezar. I had a bag with personal things, a notebook, a backpack with all my image gear. A man came into the dressing room. I was embarrassed by how fast he got nude and headed towards the sauna. I strove in vain to fit the photo tote into a locker. I recognized it’d need to go on top.
Peter came down to locate me. He directed me back to http://troyxxx.com/tube/nudism/ and told me the folks inside were the ideal people to be interviewed. He appeared to think I was capable of videotaping inside a sauna. I had once been party to this kind of attempt. Even after the heat had been turned off for a whole morning the lens would fog within seconds. I would need to remember what was said.
Poland Nudists at Sauna Cezar
Inside the sauna I discovered the guy in the locker room sitting in one corner. At another corner lay a woman. Above her a short window stretched for about two yards. Through its glass in the distance sprawled the recumbent potency of one finger of Klimczok mountain. It was beautiful.
I introduced Naturally magazine. I mentioned having gotten my sunburn at a recent assembly of the Naturist Society. The conversation turned elsewhere. The woman started telling the man about a popular music festival she intends to attend. I understood they were friends. She mentioned opera. It was shortly clarified that the woman felt like she was living life backwards. She’d gone to see opera when she was younger when she should have already been listening to rock. Now that she had three thriving daughters she was doing what they were doing. She was having fun. I wondered if her tats and her piercing were part of that rebirth. I lacked the courage to ask before she left.
I went with the man upstairs. After a fast swim in the pool I joined him in the jacuzzi. He was a sales representative for a toilet furniture company. He traveled Europe in search of vendors and had a broad range of http://picsnudists.com/tube/beach/ with naturism abroad. With sorrow he discussed the miserable state of naturism in Poland. A few courageous souls in cooperation with a handful of western investors faced a continuous threat of sanctimonious hostility.
We went outside to the solarium. I found the girl from the sauna was now clothed. She was standing behind the functioning window. A couple came in in the garden to sit at the table. I shared with them a copy of Naturally magazine. I offered them the opportunity to be interviewed. The guy demurred. He was afraid he had nothing to say. I guaranteed him in my expertise everybody has something to say. Another couple joined us. They overly analyzed the magazine. I understood they had likely never seen a naturist magazine within their lives. For them it was an oddity. Like me.
Gosia evaporated for the remaining evening. I wondered where she’d gone. By the end of the night I was the only one left. Peter found me and asked me where I wanted to sleep. He offered the solarium. I proposed he show me the regular accommodations. We walked down to the trailer. I got what I think was the largest of the three rooms. It was past midnight. I quickly fell asleep.
In the early hours of the morning I was awakened by what felt like a number of small earthquakes. It was the couple in the table. They were transferring luggage and it made the complete trailer wag. The wife was a wedding singer. She said that she and her husband would need to leave early to make their train. She was scheduled to perform. I wondered if she had to carry her own equipment. It appeared like she had lots of gear.
I was soon to learn she wasn’t the only one.
Naturist Blogs For Young Naturists And Young Nudists America FKK
Tags: clubs and resorts, europe, poland
Category: Naturism and Naturism In Europe, Social Nudity Blogs
About the Author (Author Profile)

Advertisements