I spent quite a bit of time
researching the beaches of southern France.
Knowing this would be our focus, it
was difficult with so many to choose from. Before we left, I found a guide to
the beaches of the area we were visiting- Languedoc.
With more than forty to
choose from right in our immediate area, we had quite the variety.
The review I had rated each beach as excellent, good, ok and
bad. I'm still not sure I believe there is such thing as a bad beach.
All were
different.
All were fun.
All were wonderful and memories were created.
Not bad for a week-long trip.
First up, we hit the beach closest to our house. Marseillan
Plage was a quick 20-minute drive and first up on our agenda.
The review said,
"The beach at Marseillan Plage looks and feels very much like Cap
D'Agde's- except that its bathers aren't nude." Remember my posting about Cap D'Agde- I told you we were right next to it.
The sand was fine, it was close and wasn't a naturist beach
so we decided to go for it.
In my mind, I thought that not being listed as a
naturist beach, everyone would have a suit on. Boy, was I wrong. It's hard to
go anywhere here without boobs hanging out.
All kinds of boobs at that hanging
at all different levels.
our happy Coleman swimming in th ecrystal-clear waters of the Mediterranean Sea |
The beach was beautiful- boys were happy. Sun was shining
and warm, but the water was freezing. We were in the Mediterranean Sea after
all.
My friend Stacey and I decided to go for a walk down the beach. Into our
conversation, I looked up and noticed a completely nude couple getting out of
the water.
Then, we gazed across the sand to see that everyone else was
completely nude at the same time we noticed the sign saying we were leaving Marseillan
Plage and now on the naturalist side.
Hilarious.
Taking ours off wasn't really an option either.
The funny thing is, after day one, we didn't really care if they were listed as
naturist or not.
We hit both and saw all types. I don't think any of the boys
were really shocked at seeing anything.
After about the first hour, I'm not
sure they even noticed as a set of exposed boobs walked by.
They were too busy playing
in the sand, swimming and collecting treasures.
At least the little boys that is.
The other three
beaches we would visit were all rated excellent.
Oh, I love an excellent beach.
Oh, I love a good one, too.
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