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Naked on a Plane, or at a Resort, or Wherever

You know how some people just like being naked? It’s the people who take their shirts off at sporting events for no apparent reason, that friend who is always suggesting skinny dipping, the guy or gal who tries to strike up a conversation with you in the gym locker room when they’re NOT WEARING PANTS. You know what I mean. And if you don’t, let me know, because I am going to have to find a new crowd to hang with.

Well I have good news for you exhibitionist (sorry, naturalist) travelers. Today, a German travel agency began taking reservations for the very first nudist flight, scheduled for July 5. The route is from the eastern German town of Erfurt to the popular Baltic Sea resort of Usedom and costs $735. Expensive, but a small price to pay to fly in all your glory. According to USA Today “The 55 passengers will have to remain clothed until they board, and dress before disembarking, said Hess. The crew will remain clothed throughout the flight for safety reasons.”

This is even more scandalous than Kyla Ebbert!

photo courtesy of Hidden Beach Resort

This reminded me of a press trip I took to the Riviera Maya a few years ago. Our group of writers was being herded around from mega-resort to mega-resort, one barely distinguishable from the other. Until we arrived at the adults-only, all-inclusive Hidden Beach Resort.

They took us to the pool area, where of course, everyone except us, was naked. There was nowhere to look without seeing someone’s business. I tried staring at the ground and then at the sky. I giggled at inappropriate moments. I shifted my weight from side to side. And then I asked “But the guests don’t eat naked, do they?” It turns out, they do! It reminded me of that Seinfeld episode about good naked vs. bad naked. This definitely sounded like bad naked to me.

Anyone out there ever been to a nudist resort or have any interest on taking the first naked flight? Do let us know!


My name: Genevieve Shaw Brown. I also answer to Genny and Gen.

How I earn my keep: I work at Travelocity.

Greatest travel lesson learned: I travel for my job, but I've learned work is work, vacation is vacation, and it's best not to try and do both on one trip.

Fondest travel memory: There are so many... but a recent experience was being totally jet-lagged and waking up pre-dawn in Koh Samui, Thailand, and watching the sun rise with my husband on the beach. We talked about what all our friends and family were doing at that very same moment as the sun set back home in New York.

First thing I do in a new place: Peruse the local restaurants and map out my dining strategy for the duration of my trip. Dining strategy = eating at as many restaurants as humanly possible.

First thing I do when I get home: Put a push pin on the destination I just returned from on the map of the world that hangs on the wall above my couch.

Travel ambition: To cover that map completely in push pins.

My most beloved place in the whole world: Cockle Cove Beach in Chatham, Massachusetts.


Nothing But Bonfires

I can’t imagine being naked and also having to wear an airplane seatbelt. It just seems so….I don’t know. Wrong, perhaps.

And presumably they have to keep their shoes on for visits to the (disgusting) airplane bathrooms, right? I wonder if that messes with their look.

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