Ella (far right) warms herself by the beach bonfire

A heavily pregnant Trine (far right) turned up for a short time

All of the photos on this post were captured by Harry (centre)

Last week I had vague plans to do a ‘meet and greet’ somewhere on the Eden Naturist Estate, but those plans fell through when I got a surprise invite to the annual SLN Xmas BBQ. I say ‘surprise’ because Howie has been largely absent from SLN for the past year, and this annual event wasn’t something I expected to happen. I suppose I could have organised such a thing myself, but it’ Howie’s thing, and not for me to steal his thunder. I thought it would wither on the vine without his presence…but no. The invite arrived for last night, December 18th, and Howie was ‘in residence’ to greet friends old and new.

As is usual in these things, people drift in and out, working ‘party time’ around the remainder of their real, and otherwise Second, lives. I wasn’t there all the time, I had to log in and out due to RL commitments, but I managed to catch up with some old friends, including Howie himself, as well as some familiar and some new faces.

As you know, Eden is a celebration of boats and life afloat as it is as much about naturism, and we even hailed down a passing yachtsman to swim ashore, grab a hamburger and meet some new faces before continuing his sailing.

Naturism is non-judgemental about gender, shape, size, skin colour and sexual orientation. This naturist declares her love for her girl

There’s changes going on behind the scenes at SLN. With the two blogs, the original SLN and its successor SLN2 now amalgamated, Howie performs the ceremonial removal of the number ‘2’ from the SLN HQ

A female avatar cheers the removal of the number ‘2’ and the dawn of a new era for SLN

Howie stands underneath the sign at our HQ on the Eden Naturist Estate, now proudly reading merely ‘SLN’.

I’m proud to have a diverse range of friends in SL, and Fatima is one of them. She lives her life in SL as a Muslim, as she does in RL, and dresses accordingly. When I came online for the second time last night Fatima was online, so i took the opportunity to invite her to teleport over, taking care to move away from the main party area and dress myself before doing so, out of respect for her views.

Muslims are much maligned around the globe, and it has reached the point where their presence in SL is practically non-existent.

‘Salaam! May I wish all of my Christian friends a very Merry Christmas as you celebrate the birth of your prophet. May all of us, Christian, Muslim, Jew, non-believer have a peaceful new year in real life. Let Second Life be a catalyst for mutual understanding between our great religions’ is Fatima’s message this Christmas. Here’s hoping that Muslims make their presence known to a greater degree in SL in 2017, and that those of us who aren’t Muslim take the time and make the effort at some mutual understanding of each other. SL will only be a grain of sand on a beach in helping foster mutual understanding, but it’s from acorns that great oaks grow.

Bottom pic, Howie hugs Pookes

Hot chocolate, cake, turkey, brandy and cigars. Help yourself at the SLN Xmas BBQ buffet.

I’m sorry to say that I wasn’t online when Pookes came on, it has been quite some time since I met my old sparring partner, and a lady I’ve met in a naturist environment in RL (such is the power of SL!)

More pix to follow as Harry edits them, apparently, but I think the post’s long enough now for us to call it a day on this post.

Ella

Reader Dean comments on the Naked Flight blog post that nude passport photos, to determine any or all distinguishing marks, would be a good idea too. We agree! In times of passport theft and forgery, of people entering countries on false papers, having scars, birthmarks, caesarean scars, tattoos and any other distinguishing mark listed on a passport, something that could be checked by border controls, might reduce illegal immigrants. It’s hard to pass yourself off as someone else if the passport says you’ve got a bald eagle tattooed across your entire back, and yet it’s curiously absent from your skin.

Naked flier Natalie negotiates the airport…

It will never happen, of course, but we still love the idea of naked passports.

Ella

by guest columnist Anne

At this time of year many of us begin plotting our holidays, nude or textile. I certainly do. I’m not a RL naturist, but I am a SL naturist.

And each year, thanks to a bunch of inhumane a-holes fighting whatever stupid little war they’ve got going on, the process of flying becomes ever more miserable.

Body scans, no liquids on board, x-rays, airports as overpriced cattle-pens, airplanes with no legroom and recycled air, rip-off budget airline companies, I approach flights with trepidation. I’m not afraid of flying, I just find the experience awful, and getting worse.

Perhaps the way forward is to reduce the security risk by insisting everyone flies naked!

Nowhere to hide those items deemed ‘dangerous’. 🙂

‘Travelling light’, for air-crew and passengers, would certainly make flights a bit more fun, don’t you think?

Anne