I have to reblog this hysterical description of Sue’s experience at the Turkish baths. A follow up to the Korean baths. I think the Turkish baths have to win out for ‘authentic value’!
Running ten minutes late we burst through the door of the hamam (Turkish bathhouse).
All that we three girlfriends knew about the Turkish baths was that there would be steam, possibly some scrubbing and massage…basically we were ‘newbies’ and not well researched. Our cycling guide had booked the appointment for us saying we would love it and this was an authentic experience.
The large Turkish gentleman ushered the three of us to a small change room. There he grunted and pointed to the cloths on the table and we gathered it was time to change. The image below gives you an idea of the material we had to work with.
The cloths it turned out were rectangular and about 6 feet long and 2 1/2 feet wide. The three of us looked at each other hoping someone had the answer to how to cover the necessary…
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