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By my late teens, I could travel the islands on my own, but nude people were like birds on the brink of extinction. Only get a copy of Summer Lovers, filmed in Santorini in the 80's; everyone on the sand is naked. Even my best friend's dad told me that when he was my age, he was like "a Martian in a bathing suit" in Mykonos. Not so nowadays. But like a motivated ornithologist, I went in search of the nudist-fowl, to the most remote and hidden spots on the isles. Now imagine this: you spend hours trekking uphill and downhill, cutting through thorny bushes and olive trees and goat pens, in buck-twenty weather, until ultimately, finally finding that sand some bartender told you about the night before, and guess what? There's a group of fucking folks there! And not just any individuals . . . families, with children! Are they naked? No! Not even topless. I mean, what the hell, people, didn't you see the wonderful sandy plage four feet from your front door? I finally became so frustrated looking for nudists, I said "screw it" and just went naked wherever and whenever textiles were not around. And that's how I found something exceptional; tons of people want to go nude, but are fearful to achieve this. Like the unicorn lady that inspired me, I inspired others. It was like I Had plant the nudist colony flag for like minded folks to gather round me and ditch their bathing suits. Even if nobody showed up, I was undeterred. I went from the only child showering in his panties to the one naked man on the beach. There was only one problem. I was alone. My buddies and family taken my naturism, but couldn't understand it, and the wait for summer was agonizing. Again, I became painfully aware of the paradox of http://bighead.poli.usp.br/cadernoteca/index.php?title=ALL-NUDIST-Chats-With-Jordan-About-Naturism-And-FKK-y . In private, I was free, but with the people closest to me, with my mother and father and coworkers and classmates, I was not free. The last stop on my nudist journey comes next week! Now read the final installment in this series - Component 5: Locating Nude Eden. My Naturist Story Part 4: Searching For The Nudist-Bird was published by - Young Naturists and Young Naturists America FKK Tags: body pity, first time nudist, genitals, greece, unclothed beach, teens Group: Naturist Site About the Author (Author Profile) By age six, I understood I was born to write, and by 12, discovered that clothes was unnecessary. My work is inspired by http://www.animuj.pl/wiki/index.php?title=From-Nudist-to-Nudie-By-Naturist-Portal-p to my Greek ancestors, and my personal experiences with naturism. Please see my blog 'The Writer's Disorder' to learn more: http://writersdisease.blogspot.com/Ask Not What The Young Naturists Can Do For You Personally! Prompted by a discussion in our main Young Naturists and Nudists America FB group: Jordan's Perspectives On FKK and Nudism: I co-founded Nudist Portal about four and a half years past. While my partner in crime, Felicity Jones, is a bona fide third-generation nudist, my parents had never identified as nudists or naturists. As a child we'd travel around america and when possible, we'd stay at nudist resorts / naturist campgrounds. They never forced us children but I think we just took it as an opportunity to run around and have fun with other children (back then there were bunches of children in naturism). During those early years, I remember that my parents always place a strong focus on why we did things as opposed to what what we did. For us, as a family, we were instructed that we have been all equal and that we shouldn't judge others according to looks. As I grew older, a lot of those values stuck with me. as soon as I reached my early teen years, I kept thinking and wondering why society places such great significance on what a person resembles or the material they will have. I could not wrap my head around the fact that people cared more about things than they did about material. Young Naturists and Naturists America Emblem As I grew older, these problems kept disturbing me. As the web developed and expanded, I discovered that so a number of these issues were becoming increasingly more clear. Throughout my early 20's I was quite absent from social naturism, for many reasons. But when I reached my early 30's I decided it was time to revisit those childhood safe havens that I remembered so fondly. I immediately found that like society at large, the nudist community had changed as well. Just like in mainstream society, depending on my world views, many of the changes are not positive. The affectionate memories of judgement-free and endorsement-based communities were not there. In their own area, new nudist clubs had evolved that were way less taking and considerably more limiting. Being a single guy, most areas wouldn't allow me to see. The positions that did permit me to visit weren't filled with children and young parents. As I researched increasingly more, I quickly discovered that not only had this new naturist movement be much more judgmental, it became increasingly more exclusionary.