photo_of_Vera_Playa_naturist_beach_lifeguard_tower
photo_of_Vera_Playa_naturist_beach_lifeguard_tower
Vera Playa Vacations
Vera Playa Vacations

The Vera Playa Naturist Blog

Postcards from VP

Meltdowns and Bah Humbugs

Dec 7, 2018
  • naturist_beach_looking_warm_and_lovely_in_december
  • naturist_beach_looking_warm_and_lovely_in_december
  • table_set_for_breakfast_with_sunny_sea_view
  • two_wading_birds_hovering_over_the_salinas
  • the_sun_is_setting_over_the_salinas
  • a_single_duck_in_the_water_at_the_salinas
  • view_over_the_waters_of_the_salinas_towards_houses
Add comment

Wrap-up or undress? The choice is yours!

Nov 22, 2018 

 

One November, we had some paying guests who had just come to Vera Playa from a very cold England.  They found our 18 degrees in the middle of November pure bliss – positively balmy in fact, and immediately stripped off and soaked up the winter sun.  Steve and I on the other hand, having had our blood well and truly acclimatised and suitably thinned for this exotic climate, 18 degrees for us is quite frankly, erm cold.  Especially when you consider our summer climate can reach in excess of 40 degrees, so while 18 degrees is positively sunbathing material for most, when you live here all year round, well, you get spoiled, don’t you.  

 

We bumped into these guests on an afternoon stroll, they completely naked while Steve and I were safely protected from the blizzard in our coats, hats, gloves, scarves and anything else we could find to throw on.  We looked at them, and they looked at us…we couldn’t quiet work out who was madder!  How quickly our human bodies get used to the status quo! 

 

This is the time of year when we get the usual text messages from friends, family and past guests alike, all complaining bitterly about the cold weather they are experiencing back home.  How do we respond?  Are we sensitive to their plight?  Do we offer sangria and sympathy?  No.  Steve sends them a photo of our breakfast table on the terrace in full sun – adorned with a fruit salad platter.  I have included one such snap below – can you believe this is November?  Pure bliss. 

 

Of course the weather is not what you’d call summer holiday standard, but a mild spring wouldn’t be far off the mark.  When the sun is out, although far less populated than in the summer months, the beach will still have a smattering of naked people – dare I even mention that some of them even venture into the sea for a short sharp cool-down burst.  There’s a corner in the of the chiringuitos that is a sun trap, so most afternoons a collection of locals will spend the afternoon there completely clothes-free, whiling the afternoon away over cerveza and tapas. 

 

The afternoon pétanque crowd continue to be a major afternoon force outside the Sol y Luna chiringuito, noisily throwing their boules, celebrating the match wins (or losses) all at various states of dress or undress.  It’s a good vibe. 

 

This is the first year the new Plaza behind the supermarket has been open for winter and there seems to be a steady flow of footfall which is good to see.  Certainly there is a wider choice of places to go at this time of year than ever before. 

 

We are heading fast into December – the first part of which sees a lot of Spanish people descend of Vera Playa for the long weekend of celebration and public holidays.  Yes, December 6th is Constitution Day (celebrating Spain becoming a democracy) followed by Day of the Immaculate Conception (Virgin Mary with child).  This is why the seasonal bars and restaurants still have yet to completely close for the season, because they will be alive and buzzing for this upcoming public holiday, then of course it’s (whisper) Christmas…here in Spain that celebration is called the Three Kings and goes right into January…but I am getting carried away, for reader, between you and me…I love Christmas – it can never come soon enough.  I am so looking forward to December 1st and opening the first window on our chocolate advent calendar…little things… 

 

In the meantime, Happy rest-of-November…keep warm.  I’ve got a Tinto Verano waiting for me on the terrace, cheers!  

 

Steve and Chris offer two beautiful apartments to rent for the discerning naturist traveller. One is directly on the Vera Playa naturist beach, the other just a few footsteps away. See more. here 

The End (of the Season) is Nigh

Oct 26, 2018 

 

Yes blog readers…it’s THAT time of year, when finally, in but a couple of weeks time, Steve and I can finally sit back, kick off our well-trodden flip flops and enjoy a bit of down time after yet another incredibly busy season. 


Not that we’re complaining! It’s a good life on the beach, but it is jolly hard work making hay while the sun shines, I can tell you.  From April to the end of October as one set of guests leave an apartment in the morning, the next set will be arriving in the afternoon.  So that gives us just a few hours to make sure the apartment is spick and span with no compromises on standards. 

Alas, but yes…same day change overs can get in the way of essential R&R you know!  But that’s fine by us, because I’d much rather our apartments be so spotlessly clean that you could practically eat your dinner out of the toilet bowl (sorry if you’re eating your din dins – couldn’t resist).  So it does take us longer than most to get the apartments in perfect order for each set of paying guests, but it pays off…dare I use the phrase ‘USP’ now we are in TV’s 'Apprentice' season? 

When we do a clean and changeover, there are often workplace accidents. For example, Steve is always rushing around so fast that he often stubs his toe whilst turning mattresses or pulls muscles lugging furniture and cleaning equipment – often turning the air blue at the same time.  Talking of blue, just this week, while holding a loo brush in one hand and a bottle of ‘Blu-Loo’ (other brands are available) in the other, in my zeal I accidently squeezed the Blu-Loo and it squirted in my left eye and all down one side of my face.  As a former classically trained actor and in an effort to find a way of making cleaning more interesting - it remains in my instinct to always think how I can use these life experiences in character even though I retired the boards years ago.  So I staggered to the sink and immediately washed off with cold water. Bathing the Blu-Loo away, I was also bathing emotionally in character as an acid attack victim.  If I had an agent I’d be calling them to get me a casting with Holby City.

So it’s been a good season, welcoming back familiar faces and meeting new ones.  Most of our guests now are people that return year after year, and when they do return, they often come bearing gifts (no reader, this isn’t a begging letter).  Gifts this year have included a bird house in the shape of a VW campervan, key hooks (very practical), a massive Austrian cake (naughty but very nice), scented candle melts (cookie dough flavour – do not eat, repeat do not eat!), handmade dice and erm…knitted placemats.  Yes, you read correctly.  We were knitted a pair of chunky cable knit placemats and have been promised another matching pair to make a full set when she returns next year!  Well, they are machine washable! 

It is also an opportune time to reflect on the fact that naturists come from all sorts of different walks of life.  This season alone, we have had an archaeologist, a builder, teachers, mechanics, an accountant, and even a pastry chef.  Make mine a shortcrust Bakewell tart if you please (yes, okay, this has now turned into a begging letter). 

So this weekend the clocks go back and even here in our Vera Playa paradise the days get shorter... what do we look forward to at this time of year...well Halloween of course!  Stay tuned to our Facebook page for a few Halloween inspired photos...you know, the ones that didn't quite make it to the holiday brochure!!!  

Autumn is also a wonderful time of year here for keep fit, the climate is better suited for power-walking, hiking, cycling, running or maybe best of all, licking an ice cream on Mojácar seafront. 

We are also treated to some quite spectacular lightshows in the skies in autumn.  Be they sunrises in the east over the Mediterranean or sunsets in the west over the salinas accompanied by the sound of chattering, roosting birds, VP has a very special light in the autumn and winter months...in fact most of our favourite photos from our website have been taken at this time of year. 

I included a weather report in my last blog, so will do the same again this time: The weather report for the last weekend was that there was going to be a MASSIVE deluge.  A terrible rain storm.  It was due to happen from approximately midday on Saturday.  Steve and I went for an early morning stroll along the beach to make the most of the outdoors before being holed-up all weekend.  It was 8am and the local council workmen were poised at the end of every street in their special water pumping van thingies, the main road had had a wall of sandbags built and the street down to the beach was cleared of parked cars in an effort to divert the coming flood water down the street and out to sea.  It was all very reassuring to think the powers that be were going to such lengths to keep us locals and holidaymakers safe and sound. 

So, midday came…midday went…the sun continued to shine and there was maybe a little drizzle for five minutes but that was it.  We felt relieved and even managed an afternoon on the beach the very next day.  We even enjoyed a swim in the sea – yes, a swim in the sea and we are at the end of October – how about that?  And I promise I tell you the truth when I say the water was actually a rather pleasant temperature.  I’m not going to call it the last swim of the season…there may be more so watch this space, and besides, with the end of the season upon us and only sporadic bookings here and there to worry about, there’s going to be more R&R in this household so swim in the sea again I just might.  I’ll let you know next time. 

Happy downtime. 

Steve and Chris offer two beautiful apartments to rent for the discerning naturist traveller. One is directly on the Vera Playa naturist beach, the other just a few footsteps away. See more. here 

Beware guests bearing gifts of after sun lotion!

Sep 21, 2018 

 

If there’s one thing we love being left by guests checking out, it’s sun tan lotion.  We’ve got a whole cupboard load at home – all donated – we’re the equivalent of the local food bank only for sun tan lotion.  One week we could be on Garnier, the next Piz Buin, the next Asda own brand…we’re not fussy.  The other day we were even left – luxury of luxuries – gasp…after sun!

So after a day sunbathing on the beach, we got home, showered and got ready to go out for dinner with some friends and I thought to myself “ooh, I’m going to try that after sun – what decadence!” 

On I smothered it, like the stuff was going out of fashion. I emerged from the bathroom feeling soft-skinned and refreshed.  It wasn’t until later when we were in the restaurant that Steve noticed I was covered in glitter – head to toe!  Returning home, I re-checked exhibit ‘A’ the guest-donated after sun, only to notice that in Spanish it said something along the lines of ‘soothe your skin and glitter all night long.’  Thankfully my tan this time of year is so dark that it hides my blushes! 

Moving on to a weather report now.  Even in winter, rain is a rare occurrence here at VP.  We’ll go for months without seeing any – then we’ll get a deluge for a few hours, it’ll stop, the sun will come out, the sky will turn blue... the rain drains away and you’d never know there had been any.  That’s how it works here – perfect.  So when we got the full works last weekend – thunder, rain and terror of terrors – lightening - social media went into meltdown.  Honestly, you’d have thought it was Noah’s Ark’s second coming! 

Our Whatsapp, email and Facebook messengers were pinging from concerned friends, past guests and relatives.  Neighbours who don’t live here all year round were getting in touch to ask if their property had been swept away along with the unicorns.  Now let me set the record straight reader:  This happens every time we get a bit of rain.  The flooding means you must take swift action for your personal safety and head for higher ground immediately - that’ll be, erm, the pavement.  The photos look dramatic, but look closer and you’ll see the water is no higher than the bottom part of the car tyres. 

Being Spain, everyone loves the drama, folk leave their homes and flock to the streets, gossiping, pointing and lapping up (pardon the pun) the drama with the aid of old broom handles as walking aids because it can be very dangerous wading in water that comes up to your ankles you know!  It brought a tear to my eye watching the local menfolk rush to the aid of the most severe casualty – a beaten old 1998 Renault Clio that had inhaled too much water through its exhaust pipe and needed to be pushed to safety.  Then there was a plume of acrid smoke bellowing into the air above VP – an old BMW 5 series having had the guts revved out of the clutch in order to get through the water had sparked an electrical fault and the whole car went up in flames – honestly, it was like Armageddon.  I was half expecting Jason Statham to appear and rescue us all from the bedlam.  As the drama waned, the surface water drained away, the council workers arrived with their usual cleaning equipment, all returned to normal. End of weather report. 

It is at this time of year you see a real sea-change in the atmosphere at VP.  Gone is the hustle and bustle of July and August when most of the Spanish families take their holidays.  It’s lovely to see several generations of families on the naturist beach enjoying quality time together as nature intended.  Now we are way into September, you notice the beach is more couples enjoying the quieter beach while the weather is still scorchio – and as for the sea…it has had all summer to bring it to the lovely warm temperature it is now – no wonder it is the month in our calendar that gets booked first.  

Anyone impressed with the latest series of X Factor?  We’re not. So when we settled down the other evening to watch the opening show of the series, glass of wine ready to have its first sip gulped, we were almost relieved when a lovely couple staying in our Almodóvar apartment phoned in a bit of a daze. 

They had gone on a sightseeing jaunt to Mojácar Pueblo – a pretty white washed village a short drive away, and had returned to the car only to discover a flat tyre.  Initially unfazed, they opened the boot to get the spare and change it over only to discover the hire car company had in their wisdom removed the spare!  We have since learned this is an increasingly common practice of the hire car companies for some reason unknown to the logical thinker.  Anyway, they had already spoken to the hire car breakdown people, but we decided it would be far easier if we just popped up there and got them home ourselves, then the recovery can be dealt with in the morning, in daylight.  I certainly wouldn’t want to be stuck half way up a mountain at 9pm on a Saturday night – nor did we want to watch X Factor, so it was an easy choice to make.  Our lovely couple were eternally grateful and the whole thing got sorted in the morning in the form of a hulking great brute of a truck driver with whom they had to share the front seat of the recovery truck.  It’s at times like those you just have to rely on small talk albeit in another language. 

Anyway, I’m signing off.  Got a changeover to do…if they’ve left any after sun, I promise to check it for glitter content before applying – it’s called the sparkle factor!  

Steve and Chris offer two beautiful apartments to rent for the discerning naturist traveller. One is directly on the Vera Playa naturist beach, the other just a few footsteps away. See more. here 

The Naturists are Revolting!

Aug 17, 2018

A couple of blogs back, I started the post with an amusing newsflash concerning non-naturists being quite literally frog-marched off the beach by the local Guardia Civil (military police).  Well, it seems there are further rumblings in the naturist paradise here at Vera Playa – and yours truly was involved in a protest march!  Yes, me! 

Did I chain myself naked to railings, I hear you say?  Am I languishing in some filthy hovel of a Spanish prison cell waiting for the UK ambassador to intervene and rescue me from the depths of depravity lest little old me becomes jail bait for some hulking great brut doing porridge for murder?  Well, do read on interested one and you will find out! 

To set the scene – a history lesson for you:  Back in time, long before any of the residential development at Vera Playa was ever built, the officially designated naturist beach existed – wild and natural. 

In the early days, only the naturist hotel and campsite were there.  Then, just south of the hotel the completely naturist ‘zone’ of individual naturist urbanisations was built – connected by public streets where, to this day, you are free to walk naked around the ‘zone’ and down to the beach.  This is considered the ‘main’ section of the naturist beach even though the officially designated section stretches further than people think, beyond the naturist residential ‘zone’ where textile urbanisations have in latter years been built - two kilometres in total, and because the backdrop of modern development has adhered to strict guidelines, it is all low rise – no ugly towering blocks – the only thing soaring above you is the beautiful mountain backdrop. 

The Playazo (massive beach stretching the whole sweep of the bay) comes under the jurisdiction of the Vera town hall and the two kilometers of officially designated naturist beach is just a small part of the bigger stretch.  There is no formal demarcation saying you are either entering or leaving the naturist section – nor does the town hall think there needs to be because Vera town hall are fully aware of the all-round financial benefits naturist tourism brings the area and are very supportive of our cause.  Just look at any of the official Vera marketing and it always makes room to promote not just the Playazo but the naturist section and zone too. 

It’s always nice that the town mayor comes and makes a special presentation at the annual naked run within the naturist zone – presenting the prize to the winner and telling how important the naturist euro is to the area when he gives his speech at the end. That’s fine, because Vera council continues jurisdiction of the massive beach beyond the southern boundary of the naturist section.  At the northern boundary of the naturist beach though, Vera town hall’s boundary ends, and another town hall – Cuevas del Almanzora – begins.  It is this separate council who have decided to erect a sign at the northern boundary of naturist and non-naturist beach prohibiting the practice of naturism beyond that point. 

It is written into the Spanish constitution that it is perfectly legal and okay to be naked on any of Spain’s beautiful beaches.  This doesn’t affect our beautiful naturist beach, because we are still free to continue to use the 2km of designated beach as nature intended, but the issue nevertheless is that by prohibiting being naked on the ‘textile’ beach, Cuevas del Almanzora town hall are actually at odds with the Spanish constitution.  So, with this in mind, the Spanish naturist association and the International Naturist Federation (INF) organised a rather exciting sounding ‘protest’ at the offending sign one day last week. 

I’ve never considered myself a radical, even back in my student days – many years ago – I would roll my eyes heavenward when fellow students tried to enrol me in the student union on account of some flaky issue that bothered them. 

We got a Whatsapp message from a Spanish neighbour the night before telling us of the protest.  So, off we marched along the beach not before ringing the doorbells of friends and neighbours telling them of their civic duty to protest. 

In typically Spanish relaxed style, the protestors continued to swim and sunbathe right up to the last moment before finally dragging themselves away from their water front spots.

Meanwhile, the rest of us northern Europeans, including our German neighbours – all fastidious about time keeping - were stood at the protest spot an age before our Spaniard friends.

So, they were ready for us. TV cameras, crew, reporters, riot police – ready for a bun fight…then the protest started…It was all a flash in a saucepan really.  We didn’t even cross the line into Cuevas del Almanzora territory…we just waved a little red flag that said in Spanish “leave your clothes here – naturist beach” as if to say “so there” …then went home. 

It made the national news that evening, and it was fun watching the telly and saying “ooh, that’s so and so” but that was it.  The beach is still there, the naturists are still enjoying it, the sun is still shining, the sea is still gorgeous…life in paradise goes on! Weeelllll, it’s something to talk about I ‘spose. 

We’ve also had the annual Dreambeach festival…over 150,000 young’uns descending on the area for the five-night techno dance festival.  We were all young once and I don’t begrudge the youngsters having their fun, but I am far too old for all that jungle music – if it was an 80’s revival festival then yours truly would be there ‘biggin’ it up large like’ as I think they say, but sadly it is, and I’m not, so let’s just say we’re glad it’s all over. 

We had some glorious Kiwis (no, not the fruit darlings, the nationality) staying with us over the dance festival period. Steve had already warned them when they booked last year about Dreambeach, so, on our recommendation, they booked a two week stay at our 'Almodóvar' apartment, fled to the mountains for the Dreambeach nights, then came back and stayed another two weeks in our 'Mediterráneo' apartment (I think they call that in the biz a ‘twin centre break’ you know).

Well, they just love it here and are already musing over dates for next year.  Not only do they love all that VP has to offer, but they appreciate how you can take yourself off exploring to other Spanish naturist havens all within a couple of hours drive away! 

So, that’s what’s been keeping old Steve busy the last few days – opening up the calendar for 2019 bookings, phoning the waiting list, etc. Someone even wanted to book 2019 AND 2020!! Alright for some, eh…but we simpletons can only deal with one year at a time. 

Well, that’s all for now folks. No doubt some drama will have happened in time for my next blog, but hopefully I’ll still be free and out of prison to tell the tale.  In the meantime, I’ve got a red flag to go wave at someone…  

Steve and Chris offer two beautiful apartments to rent for the discerning naturist traveller. One is directly on the Vera Playa naturist beach, the other just a few footsteps away. See more. here 

Flybys, walkways, lunar eclipses and, erm…hand knitted placemats!

Jul 31, 2018

 

I start this post with a public service information announcement – but first, a bit of background.  A couple of years back, we had some guests, who as soon as their plane landed, they picked up their hire car, drove to the nearest supermarket, did a whole two weeks' worth of shopping, then, in the supermarket car park, stripped off and started the drive to Vera Playa. 

 

So from the supermarket car park onwards, for the entire two weeks of their holiday, right up to returning the hire car at the airport car park...they were without clothes all that time. Great.  Different strokes for different folks as they say.

Anyway, the other day I overheard Steve on the phone to an upcoming guest who was asking Steve about the practicalities of being au naturel on the drive down to Vera Playa.  Not wanting to be a party pooper but nevertheless conveying his sense of public duty, Steve had to explain why this may not be such a good idea. 

The Spanish traffic police (Tráfico) will certainly have something to say if you are stopped or worse still, involved in a road incident.

It may – on face value – sound petty that you can be heavily fined for, say driving shirtless, or for driving in flip-flops.  You could also be fined if your passenger puts their feet up on the dashboard.  Even I, Mister Health and Safety Inc. rolled my eyes heavenward when I first learned of these arbitrary fines.  But actually, having read up on the reasoning behind it, there are very good reasons for your own safety why ‘driving au naturel’ along with a host of other do’s and don’ts must be observed when driving in Spain. 

So our advice is to remember that even though you are in holiday mode, keep in mind that these laws are there not to be fun-killing, but to protect you from being killed.  For more information on the laws regarding driving in Spain visit http://n332.es/ 

So, at the start of last weekend, the world enjoyed a special lunar eclipse. Apparently, one of the best places in the world to observe this phenomenon was the east coast of Spain!  Some of the bars/chiringuitos on the naturist beach stayed open til the early hours so that lunar followers like us could enjoy the view right on the water’s edge.  The famous ‘Pirate Bar’ was our venue of choice.  VP’s resident professional photographer Tony Unwin was there for photographic evidence and someone had set up a telescope on the sand.  A very nice Norwegian couple staying in our ‘Mediterráneo' apartment were there and him being a fisherman and captain of his own boat, was regaling us with all sorts of technical information about the lunar eclipse. 

“Do you know all of this stuff because you are a fisherman?” asked someone? “No” came the reply “I just Googled it.”  How honest of him I thought. 

Sadly, a misty evening made the view of the moon a bit, erm, disappointing, but the warm breeze of the evening, the sound of the waves lapping and the good company as we sat looking over the Mediterranean Sea more than made up for it. 

On a different topic, I am personally relieved to see that the town hall are continuing to upgrade the old clanky boardwalks along the whole playazo (means ‘massive beach’ of which the naturist section is a part).  While the old fashioned wood planks are somewhat romantic and make a nice clanky sound as you step along them, protruding planks are a trip and splinter hazard.  I have witnessed a few people have their whole lives flash before their eyes and last year, yours truly fell spectacularly ‘arse over tit’ so to speak. 

The new upgraded walkways look just like the real wooden thing but they are actually look-a-likee concrete pathways.  They don’t perish and become a trip hazard nor do they need to be taken up over the winter.  So the naturist beach is even more accessible year round. 

Talking of accessibility, last year, the new walkway included a new covered area for wheelchair users – right by the lifeguard tower and the lifeguards themselves assist people with mobility issues in and out of the water on specially adapted water buggies!  No reader, it’s not Lourdes but we’ll give them a run for their money. 

It’s nice that the town hall are committed to keeping our beach accessible and nice, thank you Vera council! 

On Sunday, it was time to say goodbye to our Norwegian guests only to find that Mrs Guest had hand knitted, in true Nordic fashion, two dining placemats as a gift to Steve and I (see the pics below).  We were over the moon (pardon the timely pun) with them and we made a deal that if they come back next year, then she’ll knit us another two so we have a complete set for four.  It’s a deal.  They loved their time in the apartment, saying that it was “the best holiday in all my history.”  Perfect and music to our ears! 

While we were getting ‘Mediterráneo’ ready for the new people arriving later that day, doing the laundry etc., down on the beach a group of Spanish people had set up a trestle table with food, drinks, balloons and bunting.  A short while later, a young lady appeared to the sounds of ‘Happy Birthday’ being played on toy harmonicas.  She was on cloud nine and we watched her little birthday party from our terrace.  Nothing quite like having a bird's eye view! 

After we had met the new arrivals and showed them around the apartment, Steve and I decided to treat ourselves to a few late afternoon hours on the beach.  We were just taking a dip in the sea when all of a sudden out of nowhere, there was a huge thundering sound and we looked up to see right above us and flying very low the ‘Patrulla Águila’ – the Spanish equivalent of the Red Arrows - returning to base from a display at the festival Aéreo in Torre del Mar, Málaga.  An unexpected but very welcome treat. 

And so the summer rolls gloriously on in paradise. What a joy to behold!
‘Til next time… 

Steve and Chris offer two beautiful apartments to rent for the discerning naturist traveller. One is directly on the Vera Playa naturist beach, the other just a few footsteps away. See more. here  

 

Now WE’RE going on a summer holiday…wish you were here?
Jul 1, 2018

OMG. Newsflash:  Naturists often complain because they are being persecuted against or because they have to stand up and be counted when it comes to protecting the status of officially designated naturist areas.  Well, today Steve and I were actual eyewitnesses to a turning of the tables.  We had set ourselves up on the Vera Playa naturist beach and noticed that a group of five lads – textiles – were very conspicuously laying on the beach making a lot of people feel uncomfortable.  Then all of a sudden, the Guardia Civil appeared, asked to see all of their IDs, radioed them through to check they weren’t villians, then in no uncertain terms, explained to them that this is a designated naturist area and that unless they are naturists themselves, the far end over there and the other far end over there is where they must go.  The lads didn’t go without a fuss, but the Guardia were having none of it.  When they finally disappeared, the two Guardia Civil officers then proceeded to approach the other few groups of people who were not observing the 'dress code' (or should we say lack of!), asking them to leave too.  We almost felt sorry for them, shuffling off carrying their beach chairs and other paraphernalia but to witness these law enforcement officers standing up for our corner, was truly heartening.

Let it be noted however, that there was a very nice family sat in front of us.  Two of them were naturists and two of them were not.  I don’t have a problem with that at all because the non-naturists are there by invite and understand and respect the naturist ethos.  It may be that in time they will embrace the freedom for themselves, or maybe not, but I don’t have an issue with that and interestingly, the Guardia Civil officers were sensitive and perceptive enough to understand this dynamic and didn’t ask those people to leave.  They are my new heroes. Long may they prosper.

End of newsflash, and now onto my normal blog: 

I can still recall the day, when as a child, my extremely house proud mother took possession of a new three piece suite.  No sooner had the delivery men left she would cover these brand new beautiful items of furniture with massive ugly blankets that were boil washed weekly until they needed replacing every few months (after years of therapy, I now understand that this is where my obsessive compulsive personality stems from – it’s learnt behaviour, I wasn’t born with it).

Fifteen years later, she removes said blankets to do her regular boil wash and decides that the years of invisible wear and tear from underneath the blankets means she must now buy a new three piece suite…which she does, having spent weeks deciding on a style and design only to cover this season’s fabric with ugly new throws and the vicious cycle continues to this day.  I mean, really.

Anyway, the reason I am having this childhood flashback is because Steve and I own the equivalent of my mother’s suite…we have a place right on the beach (you’ll know it as Mediterráneo) – the sand literally comes to the foot of the building - may god bless the foundations that passed our buyers' survey.  It has views to literally die for and we are very proud to rent it out for fellow naturists to enjoy.  But the fly in the ointment for us, is that in the best months of the year everyone else is enjoying it except us!  We own the damn thing but we may die before ever enjoying it in our favourite month of June.  So Steve booked it out to a erm certain…Mr and Mr ChrisnSteve for a week.  I wasn’t happy at first with the prospect of a lost week’s revenue but thinking back to my childhood demons, I realised this was yet another cycle I could break, and break it we did.  We had a lovely week.  We didn’t cook once (pre-cooked frozen slop in Tupperware – every microwaves’ dream), we stumbled down to the beach at 7:30am every day for a glorious swim, back up to the apartment, breakfast in the sun then back down to the beach for the rest of the day – bliss.  The evenings were spent sipping cheap wine and munching bon bons on the terrace, listening to the waves and watching the ships. When the week was over we felt gutted. I mean, really gutted. We only live about…erm…a five minute stroll away but it’s just not the same is it?  I totally understand how our guests feel now when their holiday comes to an end.

Anyway, mini-break done and dusted and we’re back to normal.  This is the time of year when you see all the quirky sights around the playa. If you love (as I do) people watching, then just park yourself on the naturist beach, take some popcorn and enjoy the show.

There’s the phantom shorts man…sunbathing naked with his wife, gets up, puts his shorts on and goes for a swim in the sea, gets out the water, takes his shorts off, wrings them out then goes back to naked sunbathing – what the heck?

The champagne sunbathers: A middle aged couple who are far too posh to take a normal sunlounger to the beach..oh no. They have a massive double inflatable mattress towering 3 feet off the ground and while the afternoons away up there, sipping champagne from glass goblets, holding court with the lower classes who merely have towels to bathe on – now that’s my kind of beach living!

The young beautiful couple: I’m in this business for another 20 years at least so my heart relaxes when I see so many young people embracing naturism – One hates to talk business but they’ll still be young enough to rent one of our apartments before my private pension kicks in. So there I was admiring this sickeningly attractive young couple, gym honed physiques … boobs that cost a figure approaching what you’d pay for an antique Louis XIV three piece suite complete with ugly throws.  They looked so glamorous floating along the shore line, and he, very gentlemanly holding her arm and helping her into the water.  ‘I wonder what nationality they are?’ I thought to myself.  ‘Russian?  German?  Ah, French, they must be French – they have that Joie de Vivre about them.’  Then over the waves I heard him telling her… “right, c'mon…shoulders in the water.  I said put your shoulders in the water!  Shoulders in!”

“He’s nearly as bossy as I am” said Steve.

“You could be related” I sarcastically replied.

Ipod girl: Strolling along the sand wearing nothing but a pair of headphones, stopping every few meters to change the tune on her ipad and causing havoc and tailbacks all the way back to the lifeguard tower.

The first-time-girls: Three young-ish girls…clearly on the naturist beach for the first time… running into the water and giggling away as they take it in turns to remove each others bikinis and throwing them to shore.

The ballroom dancers: And away from the beach, a wonderful, elderly Spanish couple had rented an apartment opposite ours and much to our eternal amusement would enjoy practising naked ballroom dancing every evening, gliding effortlessly along their terracotta-tiled terrace to some imaginary Hollywood film music.  Very surreal and very wonderful but we're sure Brucie would spin in his grave at the sight...

I also made a couple of faux-pas.  Firstly, Steve and I were walking along the sand to meet some friends for afternoon drinkies when we heard someone calling out to us.  It was a lovely couple who stayed with us last year but couldn’t get in this time round and were staying somewhere else.  “We’re treating ourselves to a holiday in our beach apartment this week” I proudly announced.  As we finished chatting, said goodbye and walked away, Steve reminded me that they couldn’t get in with us this year because the week they wanted was the week we had booked for ourselves. Whoops.  If you’re reading this my lovelies – well, me and my big mouth for starters, and secondly, you’re on the list for next year as you know!

My second faux pas happened when we bumped into some friends on the beach whom we didn’t expect to see.  We stood chatting and at one point I looked down to the pair of towels left vacant by people who must’ve been away swimming or something, and seeing there was an old paperback thrown across one of the towels, I quipped “What are they reading?  Fifty Shades of Grey'?  Dirty beggers.”  Of course, we all howled.  Later that day by chance, we were talking to the very couple to whom the towels and book belonged – turns out they all know each other and had discussed my Fifty Shades of Grey comment.  It was all taken in good humour, but again, me and my big mouth. 

A Zen Den pop-up has, well, popped-up on the re-opened roof terrace of the Vera Natura chiringuito (also known as ‘Sol y Luna’).  It’s a really cool chill-out space offering different types of massage, mud therapy and yoga.  The yoga classes are at 10am and everyone is welcome. The sounds (they have a gong) and aromas make it a truly sensory experience.  Why not pop along and have a look for yourself if you are here?  We wish them every success with their new venture.

Wanting to do something different but remain fairly local, with some friends we chartered a boat from nearby Garrucha and sailed down the stunning Cabo de Gata coastline.  We put down anchor at the fascinating little cove Cala San Pedro and swum ashore.  You can only reach it by foot (about an hour trek) or by sea.  It is home to a hippy community of mainly naturists who have made their homes from local materials and live disconnected from modern society.  They are very tolerant and welcoming to people who visit their sandy cove and respect the environment.  Having wanted to respectfully see this gem ourselves for some years now, Steve and I feel very blessed to have spent just a very brief time there and will try to make a return visit in the future.  Best of all I got to skipper the vessel, how happy I felt and how terrified everyone else felt!!! 

What a remarkable part of the world this is.  Wish you were here?  You can be.  Meanwhile, I’ve got some blankets to boil wash and a book to read. It’s called Fifty… no, I’m joking of course.

Buen Verano to you all! 

Not bad for paradise, eh? 
Jun 2, 2018

I have a rule.  I won’t venture into the sea until July.  I like the water to feel like a warm bath, you see, and July and August are therefore the months of choice for me.  HOWEVER, I don’t know if I’m suffering from some sort of undetected aneurysm or something, but I have been swimming in the sea throughout the month of May, and shock horror…it’s been absolutely glorious!  I can’t explain it but there it is.  I’m converted.

The massage tent is back on the beach and seems as popular as ever with our guests who just love to have their aches and pains eased away while hearing the gentle lapping of the waves on the shore. 

The infamous cash machine in the new plaza has been tested by yours truly – it works but unless you belong to certain Spanish banks, it charges a small fee to take out cash.  You can make the transaction, wait for it to tell you the charge, then cancel before confirming the translation if you feel that a Euro (as we did) is more like daylight (bank) robbery.

We went out for dinner last night with some friends to a restaurant called ‘Paso Doble’ – we’ve been before and we always say we should go more often.  What’s different about Paso Doble is that although there is a really good selection of naturist beach bars and cafes in the naturist zone, Paso Doble is a proper formal restaurant.  So if you fancy a formal dinner of an evening but want to stay in the Naturist zone and be clothes free, then this is the perfect venue.  You can go a la carte, but their menu del dia or noche (daytime or evening menu) is only 15€ for three courses including a glass of wine – good huh?

Today, we took a drive north of Vera Playa along the stunning coast road.  All along this route, you can drive down little tracks and find hidden coves and often have the whole place to yourself.  We took our camping chairs and had a packed lunch on the shore line.  Something different if you fancy.

So, during the months of April and May we have already had six sets of guests who are regular returners and the rest have been newbies.  Steve sends the guests a quick “everything ok?” text the morning after they arrive and much to our delight, the response has been along the lines of “everything’s great, can we book for next year please?”  Love that.

We’ve already had some great reviews for 2018, which is always very nice indeed, plus some pretty nice photos of sunrises courtesy of some early risers. You can see the reviews here

Away from the beach we took another trip to the cactus place down in Nijar and watched the sun go down over the backdrop of cacti while a jazz band played gently over the warm breeze – it's not such a bad life in paradise, eh? 

Steve and Chris offer two beautiful apartments to rent for the discerning naturist traveller. One is directly on the Vera Playa naturist beach, the other just a few footsteps away. See more. here  

Heatwaves in April...Scottish stylee 
Apr 27, 2018

I’m writing this under the influence.  I feel positively high! My recreational drug of choice?…Bleach. 

I haven’t been intravenously injecting the bleach, or smoking it or even swigging it. No, my bleach addiction is passive.  I’m a passive bleacher.  While preparing our apartments for paying guests, you’ll regularly find me heading threateningly towards the shower tray with a bottle of bleach in one hand while brandishing a toothbrush in the other.  You won’t find grime in our bathrooms!

So, as the season starts again, we’ve already checked-in two sets of guests this week.  A very nice Scottish couple and some rather charming Americans (oh ya, the Americans are here – how cosmopolitan we are). 

When you live in VP all year round, it’s only natural that you get acclimatised to the wonderful mild climate here.  With this in mind, we were worried that at 22 degrees, it is on the chilly side.  So we gave the Scottish couple a dressing gown each.  They politely declined explaining that having just come direct from bonnie Scotland, 22 degrees is nothing short of a heatwave for them!  Clearly we’ve acclimatised too much. 

I’d heard from the news and weather on the good old BBC, that the snow in my home country of England had finally gone and some parts of the UK were even having a bit of a mini heat-wave.  Well, one hates to sound conceited, but I hope you made the most of it while it lasted folks – horrible aren’t I?! 

Meanwhile, here in ‘sunny Spain’, we’ve had the most terrible weather.  Rain.  Yes rain for one whole day!  Now that the rain has stopped, the sun has come out and the sky is blue again. That’s how it works here.  Sickening isn’t it.  Prior to the rain, we had our own version of snow. Red dust.  It gets blown over from the Sahara and looks like a snowman has thrown-up red wine everywhere.  The day before the sand storm, I had just finished sweeping, mopping, washing and polishing all three terraces at our Mediterraneo apartment in readiness for our Americans, so you can imagine how hashtagnotimpressed dot com I was when I had to do the whole job again the next day. 

On the local Facebook forums people were saying they had spent all day washing down their terraces, cleaning their cars, washing windows due to the red dust…”don’t bother losers!” I shouted at my computer screen “it’s gonna be peeing down in the morning” which it did, and it saved me a job. 

Talking of Facebook forums, I just want to manage a few expectations out there.  Someone who holidays here had posted that they were coming this year with a teenage grandchild and that they were relieved to hear the new shopping plaza has opened as this will keep said grandchild amused and occupied.  I also received a text message from a regular guest of ours saying how much she was looking forward to doing some serious retail therapy at the new shopping centre.

Now reader, don’t get me wrong…this new shopping plaza is a great new asset to VP and there are some really nice little shops there, but if you’re coming this summer and expecting the Trafford Centre… 

Anyway, we’re off for a swim while we’ve got some down time.  Our Spanish teacher is in hospital for a routine surgery so Spanish classes are off at the moment.  I’m relieved to be honest.  Reciting conjugated verbs while high on bleach fumes isn’t the best learning environment. 

Have a look at some of the lovely photos Steve took this week around the playa...they are really nice.  I love it here. 

¡buenas tardes!

Steve and Chris offer two beautiful apartments to rent for the discerning naturist traveller. One is directly on the Vera Playa naturist beach, the other just a few footsteps away. See more. here 

Not bad for paradise, eh? 
Jun 2, 2018

I have a rule.  I won’t venture into the sea until July.  I like the water to feel like a warm bath, you see, and July and August are therefore the months of choice for me.  HOWEVER, I don’t know if I’m suffering from some sort of undetected aneurysm or something, but I have been swimming in the sea throughout the month of May, and shock horror…it’s been absolutely glorious!  I can’t explain it but there it is.  I’m converted.

The massage tent is back on the beach and seems as popular as ever with our guests who just love to have their aches and pains eased away while hearing the gentle lapping of the waves on the shore. 

The infamous cash machine in the new plaza has been tested by yours truly – it works but unless you belong to certain Spanish banks, it charges a small fee to take out cash.  You can make the transaction, wait for it to tell you the charge, then cancel before confirming the translation if you feel that a Euro (as we did) is more like daylight (bank) robbery.

We went out for dinner last night with some friends to a restaurant called ‘Paso Doble’ – we’ve been before and we always say we should go more often.  What’s different about Paso Doble is that although there is a really good selection of naturist beach bars and cafes in the naturist zone, Paso Doble is a proper formal restaurant.  So if you fancy a formal dinner of an evening but want to stay in the Naturist zone and be clothes free, then this is the perfect venue.  You can go a la carte, but their menu del dia or noche (daytime or evening menu) is only 15€ for three courses including a glass of wine – good huh?

Today, we took a drive north of Vera Playa along the stunning coast road.  All along this route, you can drive down little tracks and find hidden coves and often have the whole place to yourself.  We took our camping chairs and had a packed lunch on the shore line.  Something different if you fancy.

So, during the months of April and May we have already had six sets of guests who are regular returners and the rest have been newbies.  Steve sends the guests a quick “everything ok?” text the morning after they arrive and much to our delight, the response has been along the lines of “everything’s great, can we book for next year please?”  Love that.

We’ve already had some great reviews for 2018, which is always very nice indeed, plus some pretty nice photos of sunrises courtesy of some early risers. You can see the reviews here

Away from the beach we took another trip to the cactus place down in Nijar and watched the sun go down over the backdrop of cacti while a jazz band played gently over the warm breeze – it's not such a bad life in paradise, eh? 

Steve and Chris offer two beautiful apartments to rent for the discerning naturist traveller. One is directly on the Vera Playa naturist beach, the other just a few footsteps away. See more. here 

Heatwaves in April...Scottish stylee 
Apr 27, 2018

I’m writing this under the influence.  I feel positively high! My recreational drug of choice?…Bleach. 

I haven’t been intravenously injecting the bleach, or smoking it or even swigging it. No, my bleach addiction is passive.  I’m a passive bleacher.  While preparing our apartments for paying guests, you’ll regularly find me heading threateningly towards the shower tray with a bottle of bleach in one hand while brandishing a toothbrush in the other.  You won’t find grime in our bathrooms!

So, as the season starts again, we’ve already checked-in two sets of guests this week.  A very nice Scottish couple and some rather charming Americans (oh ya, the Americans are here – how cosmopolitan we are). 

When you live in VP all year round, it’s only natural that you get acclimatised to the wonderful mild climate here.  With this in mind, we were worried that at 22 degrees, it is on the chilly side.  So we gave the Scottish couple a dressing gown each.  They politely declined explaining that having just come direct from bonnie Scotland, 22 degrees is nothing short of a heatwave for them!  Clearly we’ve acclimatised too much. 

I’d heard from the news and weather on the good old BBC, that the snow in my home country of England had finally gone and some parts of the UK were even having a bit of a mini heat-wave.  Well, one hates to sound conceited, but I hope you made the most of it while it lasted folks – horrible aren’t I?! 

Meanwhile, here in ‘sunny Spain’, we’ve had the most terrible weather.  Rain.  Yes rain for one whole day!  Now that the rain has stopped, the sun has come out and the sky is blue again. That’s how it works here.  Sickening isn’t it.  Prior to the rain, we had our own version of snow. Red dust.  It gets blown over from the Sahara and looks like a snowman has thrown-up red wine everywhere.  The day before the sand storm, I had just finished sweeping, mopping, washing and polishing all three terraces at our Mediterraneo apartment in readiness for our Americans, so you can imagine how hashtagnotimpressed dot com I was when I had to do the whole job again the next day. 

On the local Facebook forums people were saying they had spent all day washing down their terraces, cleaning their cars, washing windows due to the red dust…”don’t bother losers!” I shouted at my computer screen “it’s gonna be peeing down in the morning” which it did, and it saved me a job. 

Talking of Facebook forums, I just want to manage a few expectations out there.  Someone who holidays here had posted that they were coming this year with a teenage grandchild and that they were relieved to hear the new shopping plaza has opened as this will keep said grandchild amused and occupied.  I also received a text message from a regular guest of ours saying how much she was looking forward to doing some serious retail therapy at the new shopping centre.

Now reader, don’t get me wrong…this new shopping plaza is a great new asset to VP and there are some really nice little shops there, but if you’re coming this summer and expecting the Trafford Centre… 

Anyway, we’re off for a swim while we’ve got some down time.  Our Spanish teacher is in hospital for a routine surgery so Spanish classes are off at the moment.  I’m relieved to be honest.  Reciting conjugated verbs while high on bleach fumes isn’t the best learning environment. 

Have a look at some of the lovely photos Steve took this week around the playa...they are really nice.  I love it here. 

¡buenas tardes!

Steve and Chris offer two beautiful apartments to rent for the discerning naturist traveller. One is directly on the Vera Playa naturist beach, the other just a few footsteps away. See more. here 

Summer’s here folks…well, almost!

Mar 24, 2018

Attention Europe…clocks go forward tonight…it can only mean one thing SUMMER TIME BEGINS. Oh, oh, I forgot…many of you are still reeling from the Beast from the East aren’t you?

Well, if it makes you feel any better, last night we got our own weather front…the, er, ahem, ‘Pest from the West’. Yes, weather-front-comrade…we’ve got gale force westerly gusts if you please. I could hear them in the night you know, so this morning, Steve and I did a community spirited stroll around the streets of the naturist zone in order to survey the damage. The devastation we found – oh my! A fallen over lamp post, the remains of a cardboard box in a flower bed, and a palm tree by our swimming pool toppled over and causing a major diversion for all foot passengers of at least two, yes two meters! And the wind we experienced while doing this stroll, oh! It’s like walking into a hairdryer on heat setting…wreaks havoc when wearing just shorts and a t-shirt and certainly not practical when your hiking footwear is a pair of flip flops. Oh well, it’s a cross we have to bare I suppose.

Talking of crosses, and there’s no pun intended here, but we are coming up to the Spanish Semana Santa – the week of the Saints...or Easter (Holy) week as we know it and it clearly marks a new part of the year. Literally this is the week when everything around here springs back into new life with gusto – just in the spirit of the meaning of Easter. The Spanish who have holiday homes here will spend the Semana Santa period in the area, so all along the stretch of beach, the bars, restaurants and cafes get spring cleaned, repaired and start to open properly for the year.

In the naturist zone, Natsun chirunguito (Inna’s), Puntonat, Oh La La and Sol y Luna have been open (albeit on more relaxed timetables) most, if not all, of the winter months. Nevertheless they have joined in the seasonal spirit by getting themselves spring-cleaned and spruced-up.

We’ve witnessed Inna’s getting a new lick of dazzling white paint and a delivery of new tables for example. Meanwhile, restaurant Paso Doble we noticed today which closed for winter is getting ready to re-open and very nice it looks too. It was also nice to welcome back ‘La Cañita Loca’ and the legendary Pirate Bar this week. Additionally, we noticed a brand new ‘resto bar’ called Koa open down Hotel Street.

The town hall commissioned the first tractors of the season to rake and clean the beach this week, and of course all the proprietors of Vera Playa’s new shopping centre ‘Vera Plaza’ are working really hard to make sure their new ventures are open and ready in time for Holy Week.

I can confirm from this newsdesk that the bike shop (where you can hire bikes and well as buy them), hairdressers, gift shop and estate agents are already open with more set to open any day now.

As part of the wider works in the Consum/Plaza area, the council have temporarily closed the road between the Plaza and the salinas while the water company carry out essential works. This reminded Steve and I to take a walk over and see what migrating birds are currently in residence. We were thrilled to see the annual visit from the lovely pinky-white flamingos! 

Talking of birds, just now, we took lunch on the terrace of 'Mediterráneo' and while we were taking a moment enjoying the view across the naturist beach and feeling the warm breeze on our legs, we spotted a bird of prey on our very own terrace and could hear in the distance our favourite Hoopoe chirruping its mating call. While all this was going on, we could also see our neighbour taking a dip in the sea followed by a bit of homespun Yoga. Vera Playa really does have such a great energy about it – even when it’s a bit blowy!

So, as the clocks go forward tonight, a new season begins...the gentle run-up to summer commences. If you are reading this safe in the knowledge you have a holiday booked this year in sunny VP, then don’t be too down with the effects from the Beast of the East because in no time at all you’ll be here, taking the sun and having a great time. So, as we say in Spain, ¡hasta pronto! 

Steve and Chris offer two beautiful apartments to rent for the discerning naturist traveller. One is directly on the Vera Playa naturist beach, the other just a few footsteps away. See more. here 

Dry Gin anyone?
Feb 26, 2018

One hates bandwagon jumping, but we did the dry January thing, and decided it was so easy that we extended it into dry February.  Sadly though, I write this with a sore head.  Yesterday afternoon, we were taking our usual power walk along the beach when some friends taking an afternoon G&T at one of the beach bars called us over to join them in their sunny corner.  We should have stopped at one G&T but, well, we didn’t.  We’re far too old for all this malarkey.

Anyway, despite the sore head, I feel I must at least write something because we received a message from someone the other day asking if everything was ok because they hadn’t seen any updates on our blog page recently! 

Well, everything is fine and dandy – just not much to report.  It’s been a bit chilly mixed with some warm sunny days.

We’ve taken a few day trips to some pretty villages in the mountains.  One of them – Serón - was particularly lovely, a typical white washed village with an old castle at the very top with stunning views over the Almanzora valley.  It was built as one of the ancient defences of the Almanzora region which includes a desert – the only desert in Europe in fact.  The beautiful mountain range backdrop to Vera Playa marks the edge of the desert which explains why VP enjoys an especially warm climate all year round – which must have played a part in Vera Playa becoming famous for its naturist beach.

Although the view over the valley from the castle was well worth the excruciating climb of about a million steps and vertical cobbled streets…we were less than impressed on arrival by foot at the summit to discover a flipping car park!  Nevertheless, the climb was good exercise – especially as dry January/February was leaving us feeling more energetic than usual.

When you holiday at Vera Playa, you don’t actually need to hire a car because there are very inexpensive transfer services available to bring you from the airport to VP, plus once here, bars, restaurants, clubs, a decent supermarket and bus stops are literally within walking distance.  You can even hire a bicycle from one of the shops at the newly opened shopping plaza!  Having said that, if you can drag yourself away from the beach and want to do a bit of exploring of the real Spain, then hiring a car to visit these delightful places is definitely worth considering. 

Since living here, we’ve really enjoyed exploring these places so are always happy to recommend places for you to visit – just ask!  To whet your appetite, a few nice places within easy striking distance of Vera Playa are pictured below.

Talking of asking, also, when we can’t accommodate you due to our availability being restricted, we are always happy to point you in the direction of other apartment owners we can personally recommend, or give you the heads up on the various ‘urbanisations’ that make-up the VP naturist zone – after all, living and working here makes us somewhat experts on the locality and we’re very proud to be able to help you enjoy your perfect naturist getaway.

So, here’s to Vera Playa, and here’s to a return to dry February….(only a few more days to go).

Sunny regards, C&S 

Steve and Chris offer two beautiful apartments to rent for the discerning naturist traveller. One is directly on the Vera Playa naturist beach, the other just a few footsteps away. See more. here 

Apartamentos inscritos en el registro de turismo de Andalucia:

VFT/AL/00022 y VFT/AL/00439

Our apartments are registered at the Andalucia Tourist Registry

Contact us

For availability, or any other questions, we'd love to hear from you.  

Please use our online form in the contact us section

Or telephone:
UK +44 (0)1202 830266

We featured in the spring 2016 issue of BN Magazine pages 48/49


Click here to get your copy

(subscription applies)

"What a find…From the moment we arrived to the moment we left we enjoyed every minute of our holiday … the beautiful setting not to mention the stunning apartment with every single thing provided that you could possibly need & more besides…there’s not many places of this standard left for such a good price where you actually feel that they care about what they do to make their guests feel special & we certainly did. Thank you Chris & Steve."

Carole Quinn - 2018 guest

Read the full Google review

 

"The location is to die for and the quality of the furnishings were second to none...
...The service we received from these two guys was amazing. Nothing was too much trouble...

...If you are in search of a naturist holiday then you owe it to yourself to come here."

Gary Jardine - 2018 guest

Read the full Google review

 

"Great apartment , easy access to pool or sunbathing lawns and everything is excellent quality and immaculately clean. A real home from home with lovely hosts who really care for their guests."

Wendy Wright - 2018 guest

Read the full Google review 

 

“Have stayed in both of Chris and Steve’s apartments.  Mediterráneo is first line on the beach with phenomenal sunrises.  When the 30 meter walk is too much, the balcony on two sides give you total privacy.  Booking is safe and secure I really appreciated the phone call so any fears you are being scammed are put to rest.  Looking forward to our next visit.”

Nick Cox - 2017 guest

Read the full Google review  

 

"My wife and I have no reservations in recommending this company to anyone planning to visit the naturist haven of Vera Playa...

...Watching the sunrise from our bedroom balcony was just one of the unforgettable experiences we had during our stay. We are determined to return in the future."

Robert Burley - 2017 guest

Read the full Google review

 

"What really stood out and made my stay memorable and special was the genuine and warm welcome my hosts Chris and Steve lavished upon me. They went to every length to make sure I was comfortable and settled into my lovely garden apartment. 

Highly recommend, and looking forward to my return for sure."

James H - 2017 guest

Read the full Google review

 

"We cannot rate Vera Playa Vacations highly enough. Steve and Chris are the most amazing hosts and they go that extra mile to ensure guests have the best time ever. It makes a huge difference to have people who genuinely care about their guests! 
The apartment was spotless and well equipped with everything you could need. The location is fab and only a few minutes from the beach and five minutes stroll to the main restaurants.  
We will be returning again (and again, and again)"

Diane Evans and Simon Wood - 2016 guests 

Read the full Facebook review

 

"This was our first time visiting Vera Playa. Steve & Chris couldn't have been more helpful. Took us on a tour of the naturist zone, pointing all the naturist bars. Apartment was perfect with everything we needed………….Cant wait to return next year."

Sue Stirk - 2016 guests 

Read the full Facebook review

 

"We visited Vera for the first time last July. Chris and Steve were so helpful, right from the very beginning when we were booking our holiday with them right through until we had to leave to come home. Everything was perfect...our apartment, the terrace for our lazy breakfasts, the swimming pool, the beach, bars, sunshine ... the list goes on! We can guarantee you won't regret it if you book with Vera Playa Vacations. I won't say adios as we will be returning soon!!" 

Vicky Steadman - 2015 guests

Read the full Facebook review

 

More guest reviews

 

Print Print | Sitemap
We offer two beautiful apartments for the discerning naturist traveller. One is directly on the Vera Playa naturist beach, the other just a few footsteps away Copyright © veraplayavacations.com 2018. Any copying or reproduction in part or all of the content of this website in any form is strictly prohibited.