Tahoe Nude Beaches—5 Things I Learned from my Trip to the Naked East Shore.
If you would have brought up the idea of hitting up a nude beach to me, say—er—four months ago, you would have most likely been bombarded by some combination of the following words:
“Gross… inappropriate… weird… uncomfortable… would never… saggy balls… creepy… [insert additional limiting perspective here].
Basically, I was not open to it.
Like, at all.
I was, however, curious about nude beaches.
What’s the deal with these beaches? Do people really get totally naked? What if they’re only filled with creepy old dudes and French tourists?
My mind was riddled with assumptions; hung up on baseless cliches and preconceived notions.
But I was curious.
I found myself mystified not only by the taboo nature of letting it all hang out in public, but by the fact that such a place (or few) actually existed…
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