I remember the first time I ventured to go to a nudist colony. I went alone (of course) but decided first I needed some supplies. Dropped by the drug store along the way to pick up some sunscreen (very important as some parts of my body had not seen the sun in a long time), made sure I had a good pair of flip flops, a towel...and some courage. I was going to be seen NAKED by all of the people in that place. I prayed that I didn't run into anyone I knew while I was there. That would have been too embarrassing! Now why was I going in the first place?