Fear And Bathing In Istanbul

Fear And Bathing In Istanbul

Seeking a true cultural experience, Cameron immerses himself in some uniquely Turkish hospitality in Istanbul.   Face down on the cool, smooth marble slab, I lay hot, sweating and uncomfortable. The air’s humidity has formed into huge balls of condensation which plummet from the domed ceiling high above. When the drops don’t hammer directly onto my head and body, they bombard the slab all around, showering me with tiny staccato splashes. In a desperate attempt…

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