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Towels at dawn: inside the battle for sunbeds, parking and poolside peace

Hey, holiday hog: reserving sunbeds (and everything else) needs to stop.

Opinion
Picture: Getty Images
Picture: Getty Images
Kate Cox
Updated August 1, 2025, first published July 29, 2025

I'm chatting to a friend's daughter about her just-completed Euro-summer - the sort of school-leavers' holiday that should feature nothing more stressful than which flavour gelato to choose.

"It was amazing," she beams. "But the sunbed hogs ..."

Ah. The sunbed hogs.

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She goes on: "People would literally set their alarms for dawn, creep down to the pool, and cover every single sunbed with a towel. Then they'd disappear - back to bed or off to breakfast."

By the time she and her little girl gang sauntered down, ready for a swim? Every lounger bore a towel - yet half sat empty for hours. Chaos would erupt as guests started shifting towels and clashing with others over "ownership", she told me. Her group, to their credit, simply flopped poolside in quiet protest.

I've been there, too.

For years, I holidayed on Fiji's Castaway Island with four other families. We'd take over a neat row of beachside bures, each with its own set of deckchairs out front - at least in theory. More than once we'd emerge to find every chair and even the hammocks draped with strangers' towels, snorkels and inflatable dolphins ... but no people in sight. We'd set up around the ghostly placeholders, and sometimes the "owners" wouldn't appear until late afternoon.

Sure, it's a first-world problem - but it's also a masterclass in holiday bad manners.

Because where does it end? If it's okay to reserve a pool lounger at 6am and not sit on it until 3pm, is it okay to bag a whole row at the theatre with cardigans? To "own" a cafe table while you queue at the counter for 20 minutes? To leave a sweat towel on the gym's only squat rack while you take a work call? To stand in a parking space to save it for a friend?

(That last one - the human car-spot-holder - is surely nature's most annoying invention.)

It's undemocratic, it's irritating, and it kills the holiday vibe.

Cling wrap strung up between trees around a picnic space along the beach in North Wollongong; a sign erected by Wollongong council to stop the practice. Pictures by Kate McIlwain and Adam McLean
Cling wrap strung up between trees around a picnic space along the beach in North Wollongong; a sign erected by Wollongong council to stop the practice. Pictures by Kate McIlwain and Adam McLean

Some places are already cracking down. Harbourside councils in Sydney outlawed reserving prime New Year's Eve vantage points with tents and tarps - at one point the foreshores looked like eerie, abandoned tent cities. Wollongong City Council even had to post signs that banned people from using cling wraps to "seal" picnic shelters so they could hog them. The prime minister himself once weighed in, frowning on the practice of using cabanas to reserve stretches of sand on Sydney beaches.

Resorts and hotels should follow suit.

Some of the more civilised have - introducing poolside booking apps that will release a lounger if you don't show within 30 minutes. Others have pool managers allocating spots on a first-come basis. The boldest of all feature signs warning that unattended belongings will be removed, thrown out or - my favourite - dumped in the middle of the pool.

That's the sort of tough love we need. Because maybe, just maybe, if you're not waking at dawn to drape your towel over the best spot, you'll rediscover how to actually have a holiday.

You might stumble upon a quiet beach around the corner. Or spend a lazy morning in the village, eating pastries and watching the world go by. Or, heaven forbid, just take the first sunbed available and realise it really doesn't matter.

And you might even - finally - relax.

Kate Cox
Words byKate Cox
Kate is head of travel for ACM. She loves discovering new places and has visited all seven continents, including a year-long lap of Australia with her young family.

My all-time favourite destination is ... Sri Lanka. It was two decades ago, but I still haven’t forgotten the smells, sights, sounds and tastes, plus the wonderful people, of that diverse country. Closer to home, the coastal town of Yamba never fails to please.

Next on my bucket list is …The Galapagos or Greenland - both evocative countries that will expand the mind!

My top travel tip is … Get lost! Take the unexpected path - you never know what you’ll find.