Fuerteventura 8

 September 26, 2021

More of my Fuerteventura Adventure with Jo, continuing the flashback to spring break of 2018.

There were three outdoor dining/ lounge areas off the pool courtyard at the the center of our hotel.  Most of the time, groups of German families were congregated at the outdoor grilles and lounges, and Jo and I just had our meals in our room, or on the beach.  

Coming back from the beach late one afternoon, we heard an amazing voice singing by the pool.  We peeked thru the gate and saw two African American men, one grilling burgers and dancing while another one played the ukulele and sang.  This was our introduction to Curtis and Teddy, who would become good friends and buddies for the rest of of our stay at the Hotel Lido.  

These two had traveled from Hoboken N.J. for their Canary Island adventure.  Curtis, a huge bear of a man, was a super successful fund manager on Wall Street and his parter Teddy was a lawyer at a non-for-profit law clinic.  When Teddy played the ukulele and sang, if you closed your eyes, you would swear it was Ed Sheeran singing.

We shared some of the best burgers ever grilled with them and Curtis danced and trotted to Teddy’s eclectic repertoire, everything from Van Morrison and David Bowie to Pink and Lady Gaga.

The next day, we all went to the beach together, Jo settled down with her reading as promised.  

Curtis’ business gave them the financial freedom to travel.  We got great info on all the naturist friendly spots all over the world.  Oddly enough, they had never visited a naturist club.

“I will be working a Muir Grove this summer!” I assured them.  “You two have to come.”

“The clubs are so family oriented”  Curtis replied.  “Will a gay couple even be welcome there?”

“Do you consider yourself a family?”  I asked them.

Looking at each other, they nodded “yes.”

“And you know how to respect other families- so there is no problem, and you are absolutely welcome to come.  Besides, I can think of three gay couples who are already regulars at Muir Grove.”

It surprised me that they didn’t think they would be welcome at a family naturist park like Muir Grove.  It made me wonder how many other people out there were passionate about naturism, but afraid to join social groups like Muir Grove because they were afraid they would be treated as different.

Our evening cook-out time with Curtis and Teddy got so lively, groups of Germans would drop in to see what was going on.  It didn’t take long for a small group of the Germans to become regulars at our dinner time.  The highlight of the trip was when the German’s found out Teddy could do a perfect instrumental backing of Uptown Funk on his little ukulele.  To hear five Germans belting out Bruno Mars in their heavy German accents was priceless.  

Actually, let me correct that;  To see five naked German men belting out Bruno Mars in heavy German accents was something I will never forget.