Encounters of the European kind: nudity

At the time i posted our trip, the euro world open to us, i wanted to also write a few reactions, reflections to what we saw, instead of just regurgitations. So, when i get the chance i'll be posting "encounters of the European kind."

There were many things on our whirlwind tour of Europe that were different.
I would say weird or strange or wrong, but our tour leader recited; "its not wrong, its different".
It some ways that is very true.
It may seem obvious that going over seas you will encounter people with a different way of life, but whats not obvious is your reaction to the differences;

Nudity is huge. Atleast in the tasmanian equivalent to Germany; Bavaria, where Munich is situated. There is nothing better than a walk to the park for lunch and stripping down for a picnic. I would think it'd get cold in germany, so i'm sure that only on rainy days they'd stay indoors... although, it would add a whole new dimension to dancing in the rain.

I guess i wasn't too surprised. I did raise an eyebrow, but since i'm short sighted, my contacts aren't perfect, and i'm not that good of a cyclist to take my eyes off the road for too long, i wasn't able to take it all in... though Alastair did stop to take a photo.

Australia isn't as devoid of nakedness, just not as prevalent. We have nude beaches, but not nude parks, (atleast none that i know of in sydney) and none that are in the middle of the city.

Amsterdam was quite naked too. At this point i'll say that my experience of a the city was, as you may well have read, not favourable. But it was an experience, one that didn't mar my trip at all. Infact, it was a good experience. strangely enough.
Let me rephrase that, maybe making it clearer; It was good to go to Amsterdam and experience what i did. Even though i may have not really enjoyed the whole city at the time, looking back i can say that it was worth going.