As the week drew to an end, we made the decision to stay one more week. My wife’s foot was still to sore to enjoy being a tourist. Other than the trip to Estepona and across the street to either of the two decent grocery stores, all of my time has been spent nude at Costa Natura. My wife has had more nude time than I have had during the past ten days as I did the grocery shopping and the trip to Estepona alone in order to buy plane tickets to Paris.
We have walked the beach while nude a few times, read by the pool using our tablets, and watched as other couples played pétanque. We swam almost everyday, and used the hot tub at least two or three times a day. Near the end of our stay, we found out that one of our neighbours at Costa Natura was a relatively famous opera singer from Canada. He was often in the hot tub when we were there. Tomorrow, we go to Málaga where we will catch our plane to Paris, then on to go home to Canada.