July 5th was another beautiful, 25 degree plus day in Vancouver and also, notably, National Bikini Day
I’ve been devising a Vancouver/British Columbia bucket list for myself, as I have of late, the overwhelming sensation that my time here is running out.
(Probably because it is)
I want to make sure I experience everything this side of the country has to offer because it’s so god damn far from the way better side that I don’t think I’ll ever come back this way again.
One of the items on this ‘to do’ list was Wreck Beach – Vancouver’s infamous clothing-optional beach.
I scoped it out, had a little walk up and down the shoreline, saw that it was pretty empty and mostly old gay couples and a few young families trying to raise children to not be ashamed of their bodies (no ‘modesty shorts’ in their house hold – insert eye roll and/or heart break emoji here at reference to current situation for a certain 5 year old in my life who’s mother would not be impressed what.so.ever if she were still with us)
So, although I did bring my bikini, being National Bikini Day and all, when I got there I decided to go for a swim without it …
It felt amazing – when trying to swim in open water, I am always adjusting my swim suit and it’s always more or less falling off anyway. This was a truly liberating experience.
So thanks, good old pal Bikini, for coming along for the ride and graciously giving me some space today!