If there’s one problem with open beaches, it’s that you can’t control who removes their clothes. Additionally, sand gets all over the place. All things considered, despite everything they’re better than regular beaches by the goodness of one simple truth – they have naked individuals.
Spiaggia di Guvano
This little shoreline’s long ways from the Riviera’s traveler packed beaches, however certainly justified regardless of the short trek through a pitch-dark passage (bear in mind a spotlight) in the rocky Cinque Terre region. You’ll be remunerated with a confined beach populated by naked Italians. Is there anything better?
Perk: You’ll probably be the main visitor there.
Pit: You may tumble to your death attempting to achieve it.
While Red Beach gets its name from the rusty color of the sand, here’s a better fun certainty: A naked Frenchman camped around here for a long time in the ’90s – cutting creatures and countenances into the limestone – until the point that local people expelled him for being a bit excessively creepy. The name of that Frenchman? It’s hard to believe, but it’s true, it was none other than President François Hollande. JK! That’d be crazy, no?
Perk: There’s a refreshment bar that serves java and suds.
Pit: The sand’s somewhat coarse in a few spots, which could do some harm (wink, wink). Bring a towel.
With regards to naked party beaches, nothing tops Paradise Beach in Mykonos – the different sort of beach that is similarly as fun when the sun goes down as when it’s up. There are not one but rather TWO bars. It’s one of the world’s most mainstream gay destinations, yet everybody is constantly welcome.
Perk: The month to month full moon party, which is similar as preposterous and uninhibited as you’d anticipate from a nude beach in Mykonos.
Pit: The beverages at those bars aren’t exactly jumping bar costs. So pack your wallet somewhere.