Three treasured recent experiences involved my kilt. The ladies all over Europe know of the tradition of wearing nothing under the kilt and they want to know for sure.
The first was at the bag drop in Rhodes Airport on my way home. I lady asked what was under my kilt. I said there was nothing and would she like to see. She said Yes so I lifted it right up to show her. Her smile was brilliant. Not only that but every time we met (as you do queueing for security etc) she smiled knowingly. She had seen something her friend had missed. She was sorry we weren't on the same flight.
The other two were on my last holiday. Number two was when a Belgian man set out to play a joke on me, accompanied by a terrified waitress. He declared that he was from the police and needed to check for any concealed weapons. I was patted down in the usual way and then the waitress was to check for anything hidden under the kilt. She was freaking out so I put her out of her misery by lifting it and showing there was nothing. The lady at the next table raised a glass to me.
I'd had the question asked and had an opportunity to lift my kilt to a lady every time I put it on (which was only in the evenings having been naked all day). The bar maid took to lifting it herself after the first night. but seeing wasn't enough. On New Year's Eve I was pleased to feel a hand up inside my kilt feeling my bare bottom. I waited until it finished and then turned to see a smiling lady who I hadn't met before.
I was stationed in Guam while in the Navy and spent a lot of time at the beach.
One early afternoon my wife (the first one) and I decided to visit the beach on base. It was very remote and had to climb down quite a steep cliff to get there.
Once we climbed down and made our way through the trees and brush it opened up to a completely deserted beach. Not a sole to be seen. 1/2 a mile of tropical beach all to ourselves.
We spread out our blanket and settled in.
I told my wife I was going to take off my suite, I didn't want to miss out on a once in a lifetime opportunity. It just seemed so surreal! After a bit of debate, we were both naked!
Here we were, both enjoying the tropical sun on our own private beach....or so we thought!
I turned my head at one point to see a guy walking in our direction. Where the heck did he come from? He just appeared! It looked as though he was carrying snorkel gear and must have snorkeled around the point, exiting the water just a couple hundred yards from us and coming our way.
Trying to put our suits on at that point would be too obvious so we just covered up with our towels as he casually walked by us and continued down the beach.
I'm sure he knew we were both naked, who covers with a towel when lying on a beach.
Soon he was out of sight. He was the only person we saw all afternoon and we continued in our private tropical experience.
It was amusing and embarrassing both, amusing for me and embarrassing for her.
I guess I was always destine to be a nudist. A fun memory!
My most amusing experience was a number of years ago. I was having a medical at my gps surgery and was naked on the couch he was just about to examine my genitals when his phone rang and the receptionist told him she had the test results he had been waiting for had arrived. He asked me if I minded if he checked them of course I said no problem and expected him to leave the room next thing the receptionist walked in and handed him the paperwork. Worse thing was she was the mother of a friend of mine and began chatting to me while he read through it and I lay there with everything on show replying as though it was perfectly natural.
I was at a not-so-remote volcanic site to soak in the steam. A lot of people did that nude, but the area was also in guidebooks, without any mention of the nudity. So, I was wandering from one steam vent to another when a good-sized group of people, talking loudly the way only tourists do, came around the corner.
Nothing for it, there I was naked - and, as it the civic duty of every Hawaiian to extend Aloha to visitors, I briefly showed them directions to the various attractions, and went on my way.
Moments later, I heard their conversation resume. "Wow, that was wierd seeing a naked guy." "Yea, I figure we're out in the woods, just interact the way you would with a wild animal."
Didn't realize I had gone so feral as that, but not a bad image once I got over the surprise of it.
My embarrassing moment was several years ago. I had summer break from college and a lot of time on my hand. My best friend and I had planned for trip to a nude resort.. We booked two weeks at Cypress Cove. We booked a villa with a kitchen, as we knew it would be a cost savings by making our own meals and not eating out or eating at the resorts cafes. We occasionally did, but majority of our meals were cooked in our villa. About a week into our stay we befriended a young couple that was there and we all agreed to eat dinner at the resorts restaurant. Keep in mind my friend and I didnt pack any clothes. We both flew into Orlando wearing just the clothes on our back and each of us had a backpack of toiletries and towels. I didnt pack any extra clothes or underwear or anything of that sort and neither did my friend. After stopping at the supermarket to do food shopping, we knew we werent going to leave the resort that much.
That evening we walked over to the restaurant nude and to my surprise everyone was dressed, including our new friends. We decided to stay at the restaurant and eat nude as it wasnt against the rules. I was just perplexed why everyone dressed up for dinner. Luckily there were a small number of nude people so we werent all alone.
I had the most amusing doctor visit a few months ago.
Since our recent move, we've been having to find all new doctors.
We finally scheduled visits to our new Dermatologist.
She was giving me a thorough exam as I explained to her I was a nudist and detailed my practices so she would have a good understanding for future visits. Then she told me it was time to see below the waist band of my briefs.
"Do you want them off"?
So they went to the floor and she continued the exam.
The doctor and her assistant started to have a conversation about the doctor being a prankster in the office. Then she asked me if I would mind assisting her in a prank for her all female staff.
"Sure, what do you want me to do"?
"Would you mind walking down the hallway"?
"Uh yes. It would be a stitch"
"Should I just ask for directions to the bathroom or something"?
So off I went on my stroll through the back office maze asking all her staff where the restroom was with the laughing doctor in tow!
What fun! But none of them told me where the bathroom was. They were either giggling or turning their heads.
When we got back to the exam room she gave me a big hug, thanked me and told me it was her best prank ever.
I could hear all the staff still laughing in the back room when I was leaving and received pleasant smiles from the receptionists, (at least the ones that would look at me)! :-)
My embarrassing moment was several years ago. I had summer break from college and a lot of time on my hand. My best friend and I had planned for trip to a nude resort.. We booked two weeks at Cypress Cove. We booked a villa with a kitchen, as we knew it would be a cost savings by making our own meals and not eating out or eating at the resorts cafes. We occasionally did, but majority of our meals were cooked in our villa. About a week into our stay we befriended a young couple that was there and we all agreed to eat dinner at the resorts restaurant. Keep in mind my friend and I didnt pack any clothes. We both flew into Orlando wearing just the clothes on our back and each of us had a backpack of toiletries and towels. I didnt pack any extra clothes or underwear or anything of that sort and neither did my friend. After stopping at the supermarket to do food shopping, we knew we werent going to leave the resort that much.That evening we walked over to the restaurant nude and to my surprise everyone was dressed, including our new friends. We decided to stay at the restaurant and eat nude as it wasnt against the rules. I was just perplexed why everyone dressed up for dinner. Luckily there were a small number of nude people so we werent all alone.
The ratio of nude to clothed diners at the Lakeside seems much better over the last few years, at least during Nude-a-palooza weekend which we go to every year, plus this last Labor Day weekend and the weekends before and after this year's bare Necessities nude cruise (our only times there that weren't Nude-a-palooza weekends). We don't bring extra clothes, either, and noticed being nude we were in the minority the first year. The next year they put in the free glass of wine on Thursday nights if you dine nude and we weren't in the minority any more. That free wine bribe seems to have done the trick in getting critical mass so that people wouldn't feel out of place nude, which probably got more people to give up and wear clothes. We don't need the bribe to be naked, but a free drink is a free drink!
Our most amusing experience was on our first nude cruise in 2013. The first stop was in Cozumel and we booked the nude snorkeling excursion through the ship. We were on the Carnival Freedom and there was a sister Carnival ship docked right next to us. While waiting to board the catamaran for our excursion, we heard people from the other ship saying that there were no morning snorkeling tours, so they were booked for the afternoon. The snorkeling itself sucked... we went out about 100 yards from our ship and paddled around over a pretty lifeless area. But then we got back on the catamarans for a sail down to a private beach area where we could spend a couple of hours on a nude beach. On the way back to the ships we all had free punch drinks and everyone was partying naked up on the top of the catamaran. A parasailing boat noticed us and kept weaving their parasail over us so the people up there got a good view, so we waved to them and kept partying on. About this time they started with the afternoon excursions from the other boat. We could see the first catamarans coming the other way. The lead one had their music blaring even louder than ours and was filled with a loud group who thought they were party animals. As our catamarans crossed fairly close to each other we waved over to them. It was this precise moment that they realized they weren't the party animals they thought they were, and they went silent and stared over bug eyed. It was hilarious!
This year we were back in Cozumel and did a tequila tasting tour on our own. One of the men in the group was commenting how the tequila would be great on a nude beach or in a nude hot tub, or something to that effect, either to get a reaction out of his wife or the others in the tour. We talked with them about the differences between the Oasis of the Seas (which we had been on) and the Harmony of the Seas (their ship that day) and while we were talking told them we were on a nudist cruise. He said he had no idea nude cruises existed. Next year's nude cruise stops in Cozumel again... can't wait to see what happens then!