My Coming at Sauna Cezar Naturist Resort Poland

There was no sign for the Polish naturist resort Sauna Cezar.
Arriving at the gate I waved politely into the camera. When the gate started to roll back I
waved again. As I drove towards the house I just noticed the driveway heading down to the
right. This as I discovered afterwards was the road to the guest house and the trailer. I
parked facing the garage. Peter, the guy whom I had spoken to on the phone, came out
through the front door. Attacking someone's character when you've no real evidence is poor,
perhaps even libelous. Assaulting him freely online, making nasty remarks and so forth is
even worse. Looking at it through Bill's eyes, I understand why he wanted his side of the
story to be heard. Setting the record straight is important, notably with regards to any future
employment opportunities. was a tall Dutchman whose Polish I stressed to understand. He
said it was just as awful as his Polish.
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Peter took me inside. We passed by a staircase to the right and walked down to the door at
the opposite end of the hallway. This resulted in an extended hallway set perpendicular to the
first. He led me to the right and showed me two locker rooms. Among them had an upright
tanning booth. The other a sofa. Peter walked into the room with the couch and pushed back
a mirrored panel to show a wall of lockers.
I marveled at everything - especially the mosaics - discussing my ideas with Peter as I
followed him back downstairs and back through the door that led back to the hall with the
staircase now to the left. Peter went up the stairs and I absentmindedly started following him
upward. Naked Pool Swim Celebration And Socially Nude Report stopped, shook his head
and pointed back to the door. "You attempt the sauna, yes?" I recognized I was trespassing
into the residential part of the building. I nodded my head and went back down the stairs. It
was after all a family business. Family borders are to be honored. I listened as Peter started
climbing up the stairs calling, "Gosia, Gosia."
I was left on my own. I went to the locker room and started to undress. I was unclothed when
recognized I hadn't brought a towel. Seeing no towels on display I put my trousers on and
tried to head back to the car. I got lost. The best way to Introduce a Pal to Nudism seemed
the same. One opened up into a massage parlor. Another revealed the boiler room. I found a
toilet at some point but regrettably I didn't have to use it. I would end up hunting through the
doors again later with only a vague memory that there was indeed a toilet somewhere in this
dungeonous tunnel.
I mentioned it was a pity that there were not any directions posted for individuals who aren't
comfortable with naturist sauna technique. I was guaranteed that there were really directions
posted and was asked how it was possible that I'd missed it. I was led from the sauna and
shown a little framed series of cartoons depicting short, round creatures with hairy backs
alternately showering and entering the sauna or pool. I laughed. This is not something any
American could ever consider to be in the smallest sense insightful. It's a animation.
Americans laugh at cartoons. They do not learn from them.
Americans in Europe, beware the cartoon. It might be the only sign you're going to get.
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