So Hammam is not the reply you give to the waitress when asked what meat you want with your eggs. We went there today and I hardly know how to describe it to a G rated blog.
It is a public bath house. Very public. THere is one large tile room with water pipes all around, lots of buckets for hot and cold water and Grannies are on hand to scrub you with a rough glove and black soap. The only person wearing anything is at the place in the entrance you pay money. Clients, staff, other guests. Did I mention one big tile room? Totally public. Everyone. But it is the kind of thing women do when there is limited water and they want to get clean. Most Moroccan women go once a week and the scarves and veils come off, everyone relaxes, gossips, makes arrangements for tea later. It is women's safe haven and we did come out with very soft skin.
Cultural experience - better than squat toilets.
It is a public bath house. Very public. THere is one large tile room with water pipes all around, lots of buckets for hot and cold water and Grannies are on hand to scrub you with a rough glove and black soap. The only person wearing anything is at the place in the entrance you pay money. Clients, staff, other guests. Did I mention one big tile room? Totally public. Everyone. But it is the kind of thing women do when there is limited water and they want to get clean. Most Moroccan women go once a week and the scarves and veils come off, everyone relaxes, gossips, makes arrangements for tea later. It is women's safe haven and we did come out with very soft skin.
Cultural experience - better than squat toilets.
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