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Mallorca (Spain)
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Mallorca, Spain

November 1998

Me in Mallorca

Art Price. All Rights Reserved. Do not reproduce any of this article, without my express permission.

After a busy and tiring year, I decided a 'late break' was needed, to see me through to Christmas - I had earned it after all! Cash was tight, so I held on to a couple of weeks before going, hoping for a bargain - not realising the dates I had booked off work was the same as most school half terms, so most places were sold out, or way above my budget!

So, my escape was delayed until Mid November, but it was definitely worth waiting, despite missing out on a cheaper trip, while checking through options at a local travel agent.

I settled on a self catering (textile) apartment, in a small town near to Magaluf - but not too close - This was meant to be a RELAXING holiday! I hadn't planned to go nude, though in the back of my mind, and from previous trips, I knew there were opportunities, just waiting to be found...

After a (way too early !) trouble free flight from Gatwick, I landed to bright autumn sunshine - what a pleasant change from the dreary weather in the UK. The coach was held up, waiting for some people getting lost, in the now HUGE Palma airport...

The apartments were on the suburbs of town, and very clean - 2 blocks around a rather chilly outdoor pool, as not much direct sunshine, at this time of year...Maybe later....! Wandering into the main square, I sampled a traditional paella, which went down very well, with a glass (or three!) of the local vino! Watching the world go by seemed so natural, with a leisurely drink -but at 4pm!

The (heated) indoor pool was much better, after braving the icy outdoors one..! I was glad I made the effort, to get away... most of the evening spent in the hotel bar, then watching Satellite TV, in my room.

Day 2

The obligatory 'welcome' meeting gave up no surprises, though a map of the island did prove useful... most of the special trips seemed too pricey. A repeat cold 'n' hot swim as yesterday, then into town again, for more meanderings... A quick bite at the (very civilised!) burger bar was lovely, followed by a paddle in the nearby sea, after walking around the bay. There were very few people around, so I guess this would be about the last week before most shops and bars, etc. close up for winter.

I had the pool all to myself in the evening, so a quick nude swim, before retiring - very refreshing, and rather scary, as someone came in, just as I had finished dressing! Back in my room, I 'discovered' frozen orange juice and Archers Schnapps completed the day, gazing out from the patio to the nearby beach head...

Day 3

Swimming nude again was nothing new, as I had done regularly at my local beach, during the summer - but being in a 'normal' hotel, it brought back memories of my first time being naked - Part shyness, part surprise at all the bare flesh in the communal changing room, etc - And also hoping no-one would come in suddenly, and catch me out!

I did think of putting a 'Nudists only' sign up, to warn / deter other swimmers, though my translation into Spanish is not one of my strongest points... Later in the day, a trip to Palama Nova went well, to try the much promoted Mini Golf - just one round was enough in the heat, before getting into full blown Siesta mode!

The wide, sandy bay was sparsely attended, with clothed and topless bathers, so a I swam a bit out, before a quick nude float, peering at the clear blue water, and rocks around the seabed. As the last bus went some time ago, a taxi was the only was to avoid freezing / walking home!

Day 4

With no watch, or need to be bound by time, I woke after a deep sleep, and made my way to 'my' naked pool - but someone had beaten me to it! The startled women tried to conceal her nude body, though I tried in my best Spanish to say I didn't mind her swimming nude! She then relaxed a bit, and we chatted while we swam for a while, before going separate ways. Shame, as I never met her again - first timer, put off maybe? who knows!

Checking out a hire car was exhausting, with so many firms to choose from! I settled on a Fiat Uno, which seemed to be the standard model for this year! To Andratx, then Soller, via many steep, bendy roads - a good test of driving skills, and the dubious brakes... Andratx seemed to be closed, Soller was a classic, sleepy marina village, with the picturesque train bringing visitors from Palma. No chance for a nude dip here!

Day 5

Rather cloudy today, so spent the day in the capital, with lunch by the cathedral, and wandering round the many sidestreet shops. Amazed by the many yachts and cruisers , in the harbour. One was said to be worth 10 million pounds, with solid gold lettering! They could have been nude inside, with no-one able to see!

A wasted trip to Alcudia and Pollensa, most places boarded up - permanent siesta time! Back to the hotel, for more bingo, and bar! I was getting used to this, big style!

Day 6

A late start, along the south coast today, stopping off in Cala Pi - a long, rocky cove, with sandy beach at the back end - some topless bathers, one nude in the far corner. I chose the opposite side, for a few hours rest, and tanning - There was hardly any sound, except the gently lapping waves. Also tried Santanyi, but just another siesta town!

Back at the hotel, I seemed to have started a trend at the pool - or prehaps it's just the Spanish way! Some people kept their costumes on, but no-one commented, either way...

Day 7

What? The pool was CLOSED!? No, I was too early! I spent rest of morning finishing the book I had bought, to pass time waiting for the plane out...

After some shopping, a very nice meal at one the (still open!) restaurants. I bypassed the strip club, as not my scene - And I think I may put some punters off their own dinner (ha ha!)....

Last Day

A filling buffet breakfast passed some time, before the by now obligatory dip and swim - people were commenting how crazy (English?) I was, to go in the cold water, outside - If only they knew!

Pool chairs were in big demand, while waiting for transfer coach -'New' arrivals were making their way around, and were very conspicuous, by their pale complexions - I now wish I had 2 weeks off...!

Overall

A very relaxing, peaceful holiday - superb food, clean rooms, and good value souvenirs, if you look hard enough! I probably caught the last good week of weather, to be comfortable in (or out of!) shorts and T-shirts. Best get a car if you want to explore - mopeds and cycles were popular, too.

I am definitely returning to Mallorca - Nudism is where you find it!