Terme Banovci – Slovenia Naturist and Nudist Center
In Search of the Sun at Terme Banovci in Slovenia
Terme Banovci – Slovenia Naturist / Nudist Center – In Vienna, Austria it was raining all the time (not ideal for nudism activities). The lucky break Gosia and I had on Kahlenburg was one of the few exceptions. Back at Lobau a fellow naturist took pity on us. She gave me a tarp which I immediately took to wrapping around the tent. It kept out the rain. It also kept out the air. Our last morning in Vienna was spent lying on our bellies perched in front of the entrance.
It was in such a position that Gosia confessed to me the real reason for her divorce and the extent to which she had been manipulated by the patriarchy. Her tears mixed with mine. We wondered what the people passing by must have thought. We joked that they attributed our sadness to the lack of fresh fish Gosia had discovered at the cafeteria. Or the lack of any access to the internet.
We resolved to find the sun. Instead of heading to another inevitably rainy spot in Austria, we decided to completely change our plans and head south to a nudist attraction called Terme Banovci in Slovenia.
The mood grew heavy. Gosia kept pushing me to discuss my definition of betrayal. It bothered her when I tried to make our conversation about romantic partnerships more philosophical and less about me. I was unsure what was driving her. She stubbornly declined to detail any of her own experiences. It seemed her earlier confession had been enough.
Windmills filled the landscape. I felt trapped in a war of the worlds. Giant machines loomed rotating ominously all around me. I was glad when we crossed the border. In Slovenia there was nothing but corn. The weather was warm. I had to change into shorts.
The weather stayed beautiful as Gosia and I pitched our tent at Terme Banovci, the only naturist center in the world with thermal water. As we got wet, the air stayed dry. Evening too was beautiful. When we went to bed we expected a lovely morning. At some point in the night tell tale drops began plopping onto our roof. By dawn it was clear again. The weather lasted long enough to take a few pictures. A steady drizzle moved in. As we bathed in the warm water the rain bothered us not a bit – even though we both lacked the otherwise ubiquitous shower caps and umbrella hats. By the time we went back to the tent for breakfast we realized it was time to pack up.
Sunshine or bust!