Trip Start May 20, 2008
73Trip End Sep 15, 2008
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I was tight on time so I went straight to the spa when I returned from town. I told the manager that I needed to take a shower since I was positively gross from the hike. He used his limited English to discourage me from doing this since I was there for a bath anyway. I'm sorry but my body has enough problems without also being filthy
Muslims are fanatical about having clean feet so I think my deformed feet were washed about 8 times. I was trying to relax but I was also trying to see what the bather was doing. I was the only one in there so I couldn't watch anyone else. I was also trying to anticipate what the bather was going to do so I wouldn't jump. After the scrubbing I went through the rinse cycle. Still on the mat the bather started the foam massage. I had no idea what to expect with this part. Turns out he pours something in a bowl of water to get lots of foam and then spreads the foam all over me. It seemed like a bubble bath without the water.
After the tingly foam massage I went through the rinse cycle again. The bather dried me off and then offered me some apple tea. Apple tea is offered everywhere and consumed by every Turk I think. It tastes like apple juice to me but is usually served so hot that I have to wait a long time before I can drink ýt
Whýle lounging my bather brought a bowl with mud and a brush and applied my face mask. Thank goodness there wasn't a mirror around and no other guests. Once it dried I was able to wash it off and see that I looked 20 years younger (right!).
I'm not sure how long I reclined with my face mask but I probably dosed off. Two Russian girls had come in so I had been forgotten. Finally a different employee from the bather (guess he was a masseur) directed me to one of the rooms where I got a nice, traditional massage. Two and a half hours after I entered I was finally done. All of this for only $50 USD!
The next morning I got up and didn't think I looked any younger. Maybe it takes more than one visit. Or maybe I'm just old and need to accept reality. The next morning we departed for Kas as our tour continued.