Funny thing is the topic continues to be of great interest today. Dear Abby: We installed a hot tub several years ago. We are always naked when we use it. When we entertain guests, we let them know in advance that it is their choice whether to wear bathing suits or not. If they opt to wear suits, we ask if they care if we or other guests are naked. Recently we invited new neighbors to our house for a welcoming party with other neighbors. They informed us they would be uncomfortable if other guests were nude. We have no problem with this — after all, we have plenty of opportunity to enjoy our spa naked — but some of our neighbors felt put out after years of enjoying our hot tub in the buff. This has created dissension in the neighborhood, and our efforts to be respectful of others is backfiring.

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“New Neighbors Protest Nudity at Hot Tub Party” Dear Abby Weighs In on Hot Party Topic
We asked our entire customer base if they enjoyed their hot tub soaking experience up close and personal or did modesty prevail? Results were similar in our survey as modesty continued to creep up in popularity. So where are we now? The point is, it always feels great, nude or not nude whichever you decide! Our Hot Spring Spa is so accustomed To bodies heartily and merrily welcomed, We would not, could not, dare to think, Of dipping blithely into the drink, With bodies clad in beach attire, Festooned with elastic and under wire. The wondrous tingle of oscillating jet, Of air and water warmly met, By aching muscle and tired skin, Should have no barrier to greet within The confines of this glorious space Where care and worries melt with grace. So, to your query, our answer clever- Do we wear suits? Hot tubbing with suits is both boring and square, What good does it serve being covered down there?
“NUDE OR NOT NUDE?” IS THE BURNING HOT TUB QUESTION
Technically Incorrect: Not every country has an online academy to help visitors assimilate. Iceland does. This is especially useful if you intend to be nude. Technically Incorrect offers a slightly twisted take on the tech that's taken over our lives. If you live in a place where tourists flock, you can sometimes be appalled by their behavior. It's not as if they bring their strange customs unthinkingly to your parts. It's that sometimes they believe their customs are simply better than yours. In Iceland, they like their hot tubs. They may not always appreciate, however, what tourists do in those tubs.
I was 20 the first time I was invited to get naked in the company of other men. I was in Fukuoka, Japan, accompanying my parents to a conference, and we had been invited to a fancy dinner by the professor who was hosting us. Before the formal kaiseki meal, our host and his colleagues — nearly all of whom were men — planned to bathe together before changing into bathrobes for the meal. But when we were asked to arrive early for a dip, my father and I exchanged a quick glance of terror. Dad made his excuses on behalf of both of us. They were accepted with good grace, and probably put down to foreign eccentricity. On the night, we arrived to find the bathers lobster-pink and rather jolly, probably thanks to bath beers. At the time, I was relieved to skip the bath, but in hindsight, it was a mistake. A decade later, on another trip to Japan, the opportunity presented itself again.