I got up a little before dawn, so I went out onto the beach. After watching the dawn, I chose to take a walk up the beach. As I walked a noticed that there were other nude and textile people ahead of me. Since I was unclear if the whole shore was clothing-optional I presumed the others ahead of me knew, and that if they could do it I could too. I walked all the approach to the north end of the shore. Since I’d started out at our waterfront chalet, right next to the Papagayo restaurant, I had walked almost 1 1/2 miles.
On the return trip as I approached the Club Orient section of the shore I noticed three guys in what I supposed were cops uniforms standing in the parking lot next to the shore seeing my strategy. As I drew near one of them began walking in my way.
Uh oh, this can’t be good I thought.
Although the officer did not talk English he used enough English words to make me realize that I wasn’t supposed to be naked on the section of shore from which I ‘d simply come. He was not behaving like he was going to detain me so I thought that it I behaved sufficiently contrite he would let me be on my way, which he did.
It was a good thing for me that he did because except for a gold string I was wearing I ‘d absolutely nothing with me. No identification, no money, no credit cards, no nothing. I’d left essentially all my properties behind, and really it felt delightful. I’d rambled about a mile into “textile nation” entirely naked. No one seemed to care, and I had a ball. Ignorance really is bliss.
After I went back to see if there had been a hint indicating the end of the clothing-optional beach, however there was none.
The only other time during the week that we put clothes on was when we wandered up the beach again to go para-sailing. We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves at Club Orient and highly recommend http://youngnudest.com . We also highly recommend the Tiko- view to Tintamarre. It absolutely was our very first time at Club Orient, but it will not be the last.