barefootjoy day /posting this because I completely forgot to mention on this forum The Primalfoot Alliance's 2011-06-11 "Your Day Without Shoes" event... :dizzy2: :sad:
I wish I could. I had to work yesterday. Went barefoot to the parking lot and barefoot after work though.
Hmmm, weather forecast for next Wednesday in my region: sunny, max. temperatures around 24°C/75F in the shade... Perfect conditions to make it not only barefootjoy day, but skycladjoy day, too... I will be outdoors, for sure, taking barefoot walks, then going to one of my favourite nudist hangouts and spend a lot of time barefoot all over... The fact that I'll have two weeks off starting tomorrow after work (yay! two weeks of barefoot freedom!) helps a lot, too. Wiggling bare toes in happy anticipation, ~*Ganesha*~
Barefoot me waiting for the tram... I had been pointed to the barefootjoy facebook group via this thread. While the group itself seems to be mainly a picture page of young women in their bare feet, with occasional close-ups of toes and soles, thus most likely a page aimed at foot-lovers and fetishists, the idea of a recurring day of enjoying being barefoot wherever possible is a good one. One note about the foot-loving and fetish aspect of the page: whatever floats someone's boat... I don't mind people looking at bare feet in this way and I have my own experience with admirers of my bare feet on the internet, including a very nice and steamy e-mail exchange with a gay male foot fetishist in my college days. OK, back on topic. In order to celebrate my personal barefootjoy day during my two-week leave, I had contacted Sandra, an old friend of mine, who also joined a German barefooters web forum a little while ago, and we decided to meet in my old home town - where she still lives – for a barefoot visit to a café we used to go to for some hot chocolate in our high school days and a barefoot walk in the city park. Since the train I took to get there was running a few minutes late, I arrived just in time, about a minute late, and she was already in front of the café, looking out for a barefoot hippie person. She wore a flowing summer dress, since it was quite warm at 10 am already, and as she saw me padded over to me on her bare feet, smiling brightly, and greeting me with a hug, saying "There you are, my dear crazy hippie!", cheerfully. We sat down in the outdoor seating area, ordering our drinks, chatting and letting the world pass by – including receiving "The Look"® for both our bare feet as well as my general outfit... as usual, I was spicing up my pedal nudity with four toe rings, several anklets, painted toe nails and my general buddhaesque appearance, wearing my orange sarong. Since my friend Sandra had always been tolerant and positive about my assorted weirdnesses, she was greatly enjoying the various reactions by the mainstream people passing us. After finishing our caffeine intake, we went for a stroll through the city park, enjoying sun-warmed paved paths and dew-wet grass, alternately warm in the sun and cool in the shade. She has been a barefooter since spring now, since an injury on her left foot has kept her from wearing shoes without pain. We exchanged barefoot experience, our favourite textures, she adored my toe rings and asked where to purchase those... two barefooters enjoying a sunny day. She's fortunate to be her own boss, running a dance studio for oriental dance, being a dancer as well as dance teacher, and therefore is a professional barefooter, too. After spending a very nice time exchanging memories and mementoes, and also telling each other about our different ailments increasing with age (we both chuckled at the old Indiana Jones quote "It's not the age, it's the mileage"), and agreeing upon both living a great life, despite little mishaps, she went off to run her other errands, and I decided to return to the café to play a bit more "culture shock" with the mainstream people passing me on the ped zone. We parted with a hug, and the promise to stay in touch – which will happen quite automatically via the barefooters web forum we're both members of. Sandra's feet meeting ~*Ganesha*~'s feet... Two bare feet and a harmless fungus... After parting, I spent another two hours in the café, lazily letting the world walk past me. After a short while, a man sat down a few tables away from me with his wife, eyeing me several times, as if he had a hard time remembering who I am. Indeed, I knew that man, since he was one of my arts teachers back in high school and also a well-known artist from the region known as Alfred Grimm. He did not talk to me, though, and I did not want to intrude his conversation, but I kind of liked playing his barefoot enigma of the day... I'm sure that he talked with his wife after leaving the café, trying to pinpoint where he knew that barefoot, buddhaesque person from – of course, I looked quite different when attending high school and was only sporadically barefoot in summer back then. After this very pleasant first half of the barefootjoy day, I went to the station, boarded a regional train back to the town I live in, went home for a belated lunch and later went for another barefoot stroll in the park, this time my usual park near my apartment. Since I went there after sunset, I also made it a bare-bellied and later also skyclad stroll, including nude tree-hugging. :daisy: Wiggling bare toes, ~*Ganesha*~
Happy barefootjoyday (winter edition) everyone... with temperatures over 40F (5°C) and the sun peeking out from between clouds, it's a perfect day for winter barefooting today. Wiggling bare toes, looking forward to feeling a llot of different textures underfoot today, ~*Ganesha*~
