Last night I went for a beach walk, solo. Once on the beach, my shorts joined the flipflops to be carried for the journey down the beach and back. Each year since coming to Ecuador, this has been on of my things. Why? Just because it feels good. Night’s darkness means that no one pays attention to my being on the beach, let alone being there while naked.
It isn’t about some sort of naked activism or about normalising naturism which is an activist endeavour. No one was considered nor were social boundaries being tested. It was me, the sand, the approaching tide, a solitary night heron, and a few passing silhouettes. I was simply being in the moment.
The same can be said about almost all of my moments spent nude, for me they are “normal ” moments. Skinny dipping in the sea is always away from others. Sunbathing is also done in relatively private settings. I have no intention of changing the cultural mindset of Ecuador. I am a normal human doing normal things, nude as often as possible.