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Nothing at all to exchange? Don't worry about it, you'll be taken care of anyway. As a storm started setting in, we decided to splurge and move out of the tent and into an old school bus that looked like it would be less than cozy from the black tattered outside. We held our breath. Instead of a ratty old bus, we stepped inside to find a perfectly renovated and beautiful place, complete with bathroom, bed, drinking water, everything. Plus, we were next to Misfit Island and our first new friend.
After briefly settling in I stripped off my top, feeling comfortable among our new friends. Oh sure, dirty jokes roamed free, as we laughed and drank the night away. Though my boyfriend had no desire to go naked, no one pressured him. The only rule at Two Creeks is no means no, a rule that is strictly accepted and followed. Hey, the swingers may sometimes be on the prowl, but everyone wants to feel comfortable in their own skin.
Accept others, and you will be accepted. Despite being the youngest visitors that weekend, we had a blast. Though they didn't show it, I'm sure some residents were wary; who were these twenty-something-year-olds? Would we fit in? Or would we hide away, unsure of this lifestyle so many had been living for years? By the end of the first night we were in love; the smiles, the jokes, and the true human connection were unparalleled.
We had found the most free, most open place in the United States. Naked, clothed, swinger or in a monogamous relationship, gay or straight, young or old, no boundaries existed here. Sure, there was the sex aspect, but it didn't overpower the rest. Above anything, this was a place to be yourself, something modern society often tries to suffocate. After our two days were up, a feeling in the pit of my stomach arose, completely unlike the feeling I had prior to our arrival: My boyfriend looked at me.
While weekends have far more people partying the nights away or quietly hanging out around a firethe weekdays tend to be more calm with fewer visitors, though a few stick around. The crowd thinned out as the weekend ended, and we continued to get to know the people there, growing closer and closer to them as our time at Two Creeks drew to a close. Still, something nagged at us. How could we find heaven, a place of utter acceptance and connection, only to leave? And so we rented the stationary bus for the year, able to return at any moment, and official residents of Two Creeks.
Our new friends were ecstatic to have us, for this was a land where neither age nor sexual orientation nor lifestyle choice mattered; this was a place for all to call home. Danielle is a self-described "crazy nomad" who's been on the road for more than four years straight, finding new homes as she hitchhikes along. She previously wrote about her stay at a nude hotel in Mexico.
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