Family Nudist Photo Gallery

Everyone enjoys a good story about traveling. Sometimes you'll hear about international intrigue. Maybe somebody you know was questioned by INTERPOL because they looked like a wanted fugitive. Perhaps they were sent to an embassy to confirm that everything was alright with their passport and wondered if they were going to see the outside again. Maybe they bumped into an international spy and didn't even know it.

So many different and amazing things can happen to you or somebody you know while they are away traveling. However, some people have stories that are better kept to themselves. There are certain stories that simply are not intended for human consumption. There are public matters that are fun to share with others like a tour or some historical information about the Vatican or perhaps favourite getaway spots for celebrities. Then there are things that can't be unlearned. These are the types of things that certain people should keep to themselves because the simple mention of them are horrifying. Perhaps the thought may even completely debilitate another human being.

Not too long ago my uncle and his third wife decided they were going on a trip. They decided they would hit the UK, Spain, Portugal, Hong Kong, Indonesia and a number of other places. It was their chance to see a bunch of places they hadn't yet visited in their lives. The trip took them just over five weeks and they returned home not too long ago with a great bunch of stories.

A cousin of mine was having a brunch at his home and decided to invite a bunch of family members over. We don't all get to see each other that often so these get-togethers are great because they don't happen that often. The weather was perfect and we were all going in and out of my cousin's house and periodically sitting around this great table he has in his backyard with a huge umbrella opened above to shelter people who didn't want to get too much sun. The food kept coming all afternoon and it was done just right.

After we had the chance to catch up with several family members whom we had not seen in a long time, my uncle and his wife arrived and made their way outside to the picnic table where I happened to be sitting. They were all smiles and were excited to share stories of their travels overseas.

My uncle sat down next to me and had his wife take out a photo album that she had in her purse. It was the size of an average paperback novel and filled with pictures from their trip. My uncle explained that he had taken hundreds of shots. Many of them were pretty amazing and as he was showing them to me, he would describe the events that surrounded that particular picture and it was great because they were arranged by the order of places they visited. We went through a couple dozen shots when we came across a set representing their time in Bali, Indonesia. The first few pictures depicted their arrival at the airport, some incredible architecture in the city and then it happened.

My uncle explained that Bali is known for its incredible beaches. As he continued to describe the beaches he turned to the next photograph which at first was difficult to figure out. Then it hit me. It was a picture of a nude beach. It was my uncle and his wife at the nude beach. It was horrifying. I wasn't sure at first what I was looking at because it resembled two large dehydrated marshmallows with peculiar marks and appendages but it was them. NUDE! My uncle and his wife are in their late seventies, they don't adhere to any particular fitness regiment, skin obviously can not be ironed and I just finished eating. This did not make for a good combination.

I immediately closed the album and explained I had to get up and get some air. When my uncle explained we were already outside, I explained I was going to just check out the consequences of poking out my eyes. I made sure there weren't any children in close proximity to the album. I also grabbed my cousin's dogs and took them inside so they wouldn't mistake any of the photographs for beef jerky.

I've seen many disturbing things throughout my life that have haunted me but eventually they faded and became distant memories. Unfortunately, I have never been able to eradicate the images of my uncle's naked geriatric jaunt in the Far East. I can only hope time will heal my wounds. Keep this story in mind the next time one of your relatives say "Hey, I got something to show you."